My Girlfriend the Playboy Bunny Looks Good Enough to Eat

by Annie Elizabeth Kreiser

The first time I thought about it

We were in my bed 

You got up to leave 

But I didn’t want you to go 

When I met you I lived in a square white house

At the end of a long driveway 

The closest neighbors were a mile away

And you were the only girl in the universe 

When a man looked at you for the first time

And you knew you could get what you wanted 

Just by being

How did it feel? 

When you were on the magazine

I didn’t care if you had the spotlight

As long as I could live in your shadow 

But there’s only room for one here 

The last time we looked at each other

There were two sounds 

One of the past ending

One of the stillborn future 

I could forgive you anything

Except leaving me first 

Annie Elizabeth Kreiser ‘23 is the senior editor of Pitch and a double major in English and secondary education. Her writing is featured in previous volumes of Pitch and Onyx, and the Sigma Tau Delta Review. The work in this volume in inspired by gender dynamics and 1970s true crime.