IHOP

by Carly Jo Helm

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the first night server I forgot his name but not his face he didn't understand what I meant by the word girlfriend and I drove him home more than I wanted to the other one I knew from school told me about the sex games he played with his ex and asked if I wanted to come in after and relax the line cook asked what color my girlfriend's hair was for something to picture in the shower tonight he was older he didn’t believe me when I said I was a lesbian I was seventeen I told him it was brown

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Carly Jo Helm

Carly Jo Helm is a multi-genre writer from Dallas, Texas. Their work has been published in JADE&COMPASS, Nomadology Review, and The Mad River, among others. They are also an editor at Tabula Rasa Review. Find them on Instagram at @carlyjohelmwrites.