Saturday, January 2, 2016

Keep, Trash or Donate.

It’s not enough that you died
but now I have to clean
out all your shit
and you have a lot
of shit.
I say that with affection.

Bonus points to you
for keeping the movie stubs
of that awful Exorcist movie
we saw on our first date
and that birthday card diorama
I gave you
when you turned
a spry 26
and things were hopeful.

By the way-
Why the fuck
did you keep
your baby teeth
in a tiny jar
tucked away in
your sock drawer?
The tooth fairy
ain’t home.

My hostility hangs
heavily on the line
But reader-don’t ask
for the details.
We only air
our clean laundry.

Keep, trash, or donate.

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