forget about me,
then all of this was for nothing.
But at least then
I won’t have to worry anymore.
I could go back to my life,
keep living by my rules.
// HOUR 65 — 1:42 PM //
I leave Celie’s.
Refuse the hug.
Steal the granola bar.
// HOUR 66 — 3:03 PM //
At the penthouse:
Shoes off. Bra off. Mind off.
Decide to test Fate.
Heads: he texts tonight. Tails: he doesn’t.
Flick the quarter.
Heads.
Game on.
// HOUR 67 — 3:57 PM //
Clean out the fridge.
Find one sad baby carrot in the back corner
that was left behind.
Hold it close for too long.
Fold a paper towel into a tiny blanket.
Lay it on the counter next to the wine opener.
Tuck the carrot in.
Tell him it’s gonna be okay.
Place a note beside it.
do not disturb
This carrot has been through a lot.
