five

volun
teered
to paint
you-er
garaaje
not love for you
my prettee
itz
the thinner
that
iz mind
blowin

three

smelly
stagnant
rooms
remind me
of glue days
and sharpie nights.
we were warm
in leather boots,
matching blue
vinyl coats
and mittens.
and pearls lay
strewn between us.