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wine and beer and sap and

so I heard you like poetry and French philosophers and depression and the sound feet make when they’re bare on hardwood floors but I can’t stand on my own on the sidewalk when all I hear are dogs barking and the click of your heels

put the chairs west

so I put my hair in curlers and made sure I walked just to the side of the sprinklers - well, yes, just enough to feel the mist
that’s right
so I told my husband yes I like Russian philosophers and Greek drama and the way your feet sound when they’re bare on hardwood floors
that’s right

hair up
hair down

neon and syrup

suede and ash

sit around
clean me
dress me up