In My Pocket
audio: In My Pocket
In My Pocket
is a lipstick in the shade you
always said was too bold for me.
I wore Hot Buttered Rum
every single day that you
were not around. I kissed
envelopes, the back of my hand,
and that man down the street
whose name I no longer recall.
I bought ten, no twelve, and kept
one in each purse, two in the bathroom
drawer, the one on the upper left that you
never opened, and one in the freezer where
you’d never have thought to look. It was
always in between last week’s leftovers and
some heat-and-serve cardboard dinner that you
always wanted.
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