(Day 7): Saturday night alone at the diner

the spoons are too wide for my mouth.
i dissolve forkfuls of peanut butter cheesecake
into over creamed coffee.
the girl beside me at the counter asks what book
i am reading, apologizes for being nosey.
read: apologizes for pitying me.

i come here to remember how to walk
in high heels. how to bunch up tights at the ankle
to prevent blisters. the difference between hazelnut
and french vanilla. that an internet article
told me people who drink coffee
are more afraid of dying.


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