SHORTS by Patsy Claire

Dear Pa,   Sorry to hear you are a feeling poorly.   I didn’t know ma would git sos mad at my sgestion of ya’all trying the ‘blow job’.   Ya shoulda known to duck as soons you saw her eyes change color.   Ya know she throws things when that happens and ya have to duck. Bet ya wasa going for yor zipper and didn’t knowdice the frying pan.     Well nuff about that, ya’all never guess what I’ve lerned since my last letter.   Well I was in my room with Honey, member I mentioned her in my last letter, well we was a sitting on the bed when she turns a nob on the radio and this picture comes on.   Yeah a picture on the radio, she calls it a T and V and this here T and V has people having sex on it.   It was like sittin on the porch watching the animals go at it only better.     “Watch this sos you can learn,” she says to me.   “You know like school.”   “I already knows bout sex, and I ga...

Dear Pa Hope you’all are gittin along fine without me.   I got me a job but will tell ya about that later.   Wanted to tell you what happened to me today, I fell in love.   I was driven’ on this here street that minded me of home.   Most of the windows in the buildins were busted out, difference was the purty girls standing round all over the place. They was dressed like the McCall girls, you know the ones ma said I should stay away from.   When I stopped at a red light one of them came over to me.   “nice truck suga,” she said, and you told me no one would notice my new mud flapps in the big city.   “thanky mamm, would ya like to go fer a ride?” thought I’d be nice like ya taught me.   “got any money?” she asked. Now I don’t have any idée why she asked but being polite I answered her.   “sure do,” I told her proudley, remember you and ma gave me that there twenty ...