Imprints
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by Richard King Perkins II
Copyright ©2026
immune to consequence—
we took no precautions.
She stripped off her flimsy summer garb
and laid back on the sheetless bed—
just an old mattress really
covered only in dust.
Though quite young, neither of us was inexperienced
and our sex was dually gratifying.
We sneaked from the tavern just before closing
leaving only a small stain
and a larger spot where the dust
had stuck to her sweaty backside.
All she took with her was a smearing of dirt
and a bit of extra wet warmth
while I left with something less certain.
A month passed and I had forgotten her name.
A year later, I could barely recall the previous August.
Ten years since, opening a sealed tavern
newly-inherited, I am wondering
what left these imprints—
noting a vague sense of loss
for a body of missing dust.
About Richard King Perkins II
Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Huntley, IL, with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a ten-time Pushcart, Best of the Net and Best of the Web nominee whose work has appeared in more than fifteen hundred publications including The Louisiana Review, Plainsongs, Texas Review, Hawai’i Review, Roanoke Review, Sugar House Review and The William and Mary Review. His poem “Grease Poet” was a prize winner of the Woodrow Hall award for enduring excellence. His poem "Nemesis” received the Songs of Eretz Editor's Choice award.



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