I was in grade school
when Julie London
came out with
“Cry Me a River.”
I didn’t much
like her voice,
it was, after all,
time for Elvis.
The song made
me feel depressed,
hopeless before I
even started
with men.
But the word
plebeian caught my
I had no idea
what it meant,
but I liked
its sound and
the way she
said it.
And the clever
rhyme it made –
well, impressed
there is no other
way to say it.
Even then
I was like that.