My head is melting into the cupboard & Allie is finding a mouse
Comes barging into the bedroom
Your room
Says the cat & the mouse are staring at each other
The eyes that hunger vs. the eyes that seek
My body heat is radiating down to the floorboards & you
You jump out of bed
You capture the mouse in a mason jar / take it down the rotting stairs / release it out into the rain /
Shivering — alive
Shaken up — alive
Everyone is wearing your clothes and no one has taken a shower
It is approximately 4:15am
Monday
February is ending soon
I lay down on the stage in your living room
Careful
Aligning my spine to the patterns in the carpet
Classical music is coming from the kitchen
I stare at the ceiling & see sea monsters at war; kittens in the bricks of the wall
Allie is yelling about Shostakovich & rock n roll &
&
What was that line?
What was that line?
that line about being so young?
You follow the lines beneath my eyes down to the stretch marks across my thigh
You ask me to retrace my steps
About the Creator
Alex McKelley
word-girl
brooklyn, ny
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