Elegy for the Living

  1. Eating Jamaican food at the only foreign
    restaurant in Winchester, Virginia. Eating
    too little so as to seem more woman,
    or maybe less.
  2. Catching boot heels on tiny town streets,
    drinking thai iced tea brewed from
    bathwater and getting tangled
    in your lines of sight.
  3. Watching golf on your oversized flat screen,
    hazy April warmth seeping in the open
    windows while your neighbors watched
    you fuck me on the faux leather.
  4. Driving two hours away from you only
    to remember that I could still smell you
    hiding behind my molars.
  5. Keeping you wedged between my
    teeth ’til rotten.

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