how did words once flow
like water
from my mind?
how did words once flow
like water
from my mind?
we sat and imagined fireflies
flitting between the tops of the RVs
as the sun disappeared into muggy,
illicit sludge. we realized we both liked
the sticky-sweet taste of summer
you're not
leaving yet. no,
i'll glue your limbs to the pavement,
lower your waving hand,
tell you
something to make your eyes crinkle
again.
again,
again,
again.
I have been told
To put curl cream in my hair
Upside down, eyes
Straining against the ceiling light,
Curls straining toward the tile floor,
Bunching.
I will smell
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