Churchy Haibun for the Sunday Muse

"This Used To Be My Playground" ~ Shep Pettibone / Madonna Ciccone

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For this teenager and her Methodist gal-pals, church was a

 social event. Shame on us, a sacrilege! Seven girls squeezed

 into a pew far from the churchy-preachy pulpit ~ the place

 we swapped racy weekend date tales. Who knew what

 was true, what was fantasy ~ or a downright lie.

 

In my memory bank: (names changed to protect the

 innocent.) Patty going all the way (first time she swore)

 Cindy aghast, wondering if it hurt (cue stifled laughter from

 the pew crew.) Jenna letting George French-kiss her (again?

 ho / hum.) Lorelei slapping the s**t out of Manny (we never

 knew why.) 

Me? Come on! I maintained silence. Mother usually

 positioned  herself in the row ahead of us (she could

 have heard a needle drop  from that distance)

secrets must be kept

teenagers in a church pew

better not to know