There comes a time in every writer’s life when she writes something she doesn’t really want her parents to see. This is actually true of a lot of my work–it often veers into sexual territory, and by doing that, I deflate the preserved image my parents hold of me as still being only twelve-years-old. Well, it’s time to burst that bubble completely. This piece, “THIRD-PARTY AGREEMENT,” was just published by theNewerYork. I also debuted it at the Popsickle 5 literary festival this past weekend in Brooklyn.
It’s an experimental piece I wrote last year that basically involved me finding a standard legal contract and sexing it up. It is definitely meant to be humorous, so don’t take it too seriously!
Anyone who is not my parent, please enjoy. And Dad, I know you’re still going to read it even if I tell you not to (curiosity and all that), but please remember, you’ve been warned. Maybe let’s collectively pretend you didn’t read it and we’ll all go on living our lives.
