Vomit, unintelligible telephone conversations. You may have tried to change everything but I know, behind oversized sunglasses, your eyes are brown. You take them off from time to time to remind me briefly how we used to believe in magic. You wash your face in a marble sink a gravestone. Toothpaste epitaphs are grim, a […]
I unscrew the top of strawberry lip gloss, waving the wand over pink lips. She slips the rubber band from her wrist gathering unruly hair into a ponytail. I follow on a narrow sidewalk.