August 2013

Broken Record

Her life kept skipping as she played the same song over and over and over

My little red jukebox record player used to jam to the tune of “Boney Fingers” by Hoyt Axton. I would dance against my bedroom wall and plant my lips on it as if it were my true love, hoping no one would be looking. Back in the ’80s, records were top on my list of things to acquire. Ah, those were the days.

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