The New Verona Commentary
by Charles Southerland

Some Italian boy threw his flashlight through
a window, breaking the leaded frescoed
pane. The debutante took it as her cue
to fall in love, her penthouse life co-ed
forever, which is the long way to say
they were two horny kids ready to screw-
up after reading “Fifty Shades of Grey.”
She found the book in her parents room; who
could blame them much? More? The dog-eared pages
were underlined, (and sticky too.) She missed
the closet full of toys, the iron cages,
videos in alphabetic rows, lists….
It understates the thought: forbidden love—
‘neath Mother’s pillow hides a rubber glove.