Last week

Still stiff with morning
I sit on my feet and
chew watermelon gum
to mask the taste of bile
in the dimples of my molars.

when I first tell him that I woke
up sick, he asks how much
I had to drink last night
or last week.

I threw away the tequila in my desk
and the red wine beneath my
pillow cover, but couldn’t keep
my hands off the neck
of the rum I left in the bathtub.

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