prose “Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away”, short prose about how, after picking up a found quarter and claiming to have good luck for 25 days, your boyfriend breaks up with you on day 26, by Chicago Poet and performance artist Janet Kuypers

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of Janet Kuypers reading her prose Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away (C) at the open mike Waiting 4 the Bus 9/15/14 at Jaks Tap in Chicago

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of Janet Kuypers reading her prose Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away (C) at the open mike Waiting 4 the Bus 9/15/14 at Jaks Tap in Chicago

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of Janet Kuypers reading 1 poem and 2 pieces of prose (including this piece) at the open mike Waiting 4 the Bus 9/15/14 in Chicago (C)

See YouTube video
of Janet Kuypers reading 1 poem and 2 pieces of prose (including this piece) at the open mike Waiting 4 the Bus 9/15/14 in Chicago (S)

See YouTube video 1/29/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her prose “Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away” and her 2 poems “unmarried women and dead bodies everywhere” and “yearning to break free” live at Austin’s Kick Butt Poetry (this video was filmed from a Canon Power Shot SX60 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Pinterest, Instagram, and Tumblr).

See YouTube video 1/29/17 of Janet Kuypers reading her prose “Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away” and her 2 poems “unmarried women and dead bodies everywhere” and “yearning to break free” live at Austin’s Kick Butt Poetry (this video was filmed from a Canon Power Shot SX700 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Linkedin, Pinterest, Instagram, and Tumblr).

See YouTube video from 4/26/20 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems “Queasy Feeling”, “Our Color, Our Gender, Our Creed”, “Valentine’s Day, Every Day”, “Opposite”, “We Didn’t Start the Fire”, “(Less Than) Two Minutes With Ayn Rand”, and her prose “Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away” from the v294 “Mask” section of the cc&d magazine February-April 2020 issue collection book “Aiming a t Immortality” for the “2020 #poetrybomb” (filmed from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram and Tumblr).

See Facebook streaming video live from 4/26/20 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems “Queasy Feeling”, “Our Color, Our Gender, Our Creed”, “Valentine’s Day, Every Day”, “Opposite”, “We Didn’t Start the Fire”, “(Less Than) Two Minutes With Ayn Rand”, and her prose “Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away” from the v294 “Mask” section of the cc&d magazine February-April 2020 issue collection book “Aiming a t Immortality” for the “2020 #poetrybomb” (filmed from a Samsung S9 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram and Tumblr).

Valentine’s Day Over 25 Days Away
Janet Kuypers
8/21/14
    I dated a guy once for a few months... And after the first week of January, I noticed that when we went out, we would always do things that I suggested — I remember inviting him out to do things with my friends, but I don’t ever remember him bringing me to hang out with his friends.
    One thing I do remember is that on one cold January evening we were waking down the street and I found a coin on the ground.
    This may be a sign, I thought.
    I leaned over when I saw that the coin’s glimmer was not copper-toned like a penny, but silver, like a nickel or a dime. As I started to get closer to pick up the coin, I was so excited —
    “Hey, that’s a quarter on the ground!” I said.
    Then I told my date that if you ‘find a penny, pick it up and all the day you’ll have good luck,’ then maybe, because I picked up a quarter, I said maybe I’d have twenty-five days good luck.
    We laughed at the little comment, and I put the quarter in my pocket and we kept walking.
    And I knew we were dating, but we were not that close, and as it was approaching Valentine’s Day, he broke up with me.
    Now as I said, we weren’t that close, and I imagine he was thinking, “oh wait, Valentine’s Day is approaching, and I don’t want her to expect something from me,” blah blah blah, and let me repeat myself, we weren’t that close, it was wasn’t a big deal.
    But the strangest thing was that he broke up with me twenty-six days after I found that quarter.
    Twenty-five days of that proverbial ‘good luck’, and then he broke up with me. It was the strangest thing.

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