I’m 18 and she’s 21
Our first traveling date
The Long Beach Pier, old Queen’s Pike
November 19, 1977
I’ve never been
on a roller coaster before
We strap in one that circles
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s
w
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y
It’s called The Hammer
Then we lean in
The Bobsled Run
around and
around and around and
around and
I scream She screams
We hold on tight We get off
I stagger
About 11 feet away
my stomach comes out
thru
my
mouth
So much for the date
She escorts me slowly to my car
A big ’63 Buick
with vinyl brown benches
I lie in the back
ghostly
She talks to me
leaning over the front
seat
We marry
shortly thereafter
And divorce
almost as quickly
She becomes a nurse
And I’m still reeling
out poems
Enjoyed this poem and how it moves from this one place to the rest of the poet’s life. I remember the Long Beach Pike from the early 60’s.