THE FIRST ROOM MATE
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:22pm
The First Room Mate I had in New York City
was a dark-headed guy with something off
in one eye
I answered His Ad in The Village Voice
“share 2bdrm apt. Lower E Side
$230 per mo
call anytime”
I called at six o’clock in the morning
He said I was the first person
to call
I arrived at nine — the appointed time
in My Interview Dress —
navy sheath with cream-trimmed pockets
& V-neck —
His name was Bennett Ram
His phone was ringing off The Hook
He didn’t seem to have anyone else lined up
He kept unplugging & re-plugging His Phone
I sat on His Couch
& met His Chaotic Friends —
one of whom pointed out a maggotty pot of beans & rice
on top of the refrigerator