Someone once said that February is the cruelest month. I myself have never been a fan of February. Not only because of the dreadful weather but because of the dreaded pressure of Valentine's Day.
Last year when I heard the Moth Storytelling Slam in New York City was hosting a slam with the theme "Love Hurts" I thought it would be a cathartic way to endure the middle of this cruel month.
My mind immediately went to stories about failed loves and heartbreak but I imagined that most of the stories would skew in that direction. So I thought back to my earliest feelings of love and sexuality.
I went to the Moth at the Housing Works Bookstore and waited in the brutal cold for an hour. Luckily I was picked that night and was able to tell the story posted below.I was also fortunate enough to win that night. I hope my humble offering warms your heart in this cold time of the year.