Glitter on my cheeks
Glitter on my eyelids
All over my skin
Sprinkled everywhere
Like pixie dust
I leave a trail
Everywhere I go
I leave a trace
Of shimmer
Unforgettable
And never erasable
Once I’m stuck in your mind
I’m stuck forever
any time you think you’ve cleaned me out
There’s more settled in hidden spaces
You poor boy
Shouldn’t have touched me
You have glitter on your fingers now
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 11:23 PM UTC
Smooth hands
Tastefully long nails
Clean and rounded
Pump of lotion
Smell of vanilla
And sweet linen
So pretty
So dainty
She puts on her watch
Gold and elegant
She reaches for her perfume
Sprays lightly
Covering herself
With dignity and grace
Finishes zipping the back of her dress
Black and fitted
Confident and composed
Ready for the funeral
To which she thought she’d never go
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 11:18 PM UTC
I’m Cinderella
But I don’t get to go to the ball
I have the dress
I have the curling wand
I have the makeup brushes
But no fairy godmother
To make everything right
I’m the carriage driver
Taking other girls
Looking pretty
To the very place the ball is held
The place I wanted to be
I was so close
The invitation came
But then a big fat
NEVERMIND
Followed me of course
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 11:17 PM UTC
You are missed by me
Would that surprise you if you knew?
Not just since we briefly reconnected
But even before
From time to time
You’d pop up in my mind
I’d wonder what could’ve been
If we’d done things so slightly different
Did you do the same?
Would you sometimes entertain the question
Of what I may look like now?
I can tell you I have
It has crept in the musing
if you’re still funny
Like you were then
The same childish humor
Or humor more grown and learned
Still unhinged and raw
Or practiced
Maybe crushed with life’s woes
My hope has been
that you still laugh like you did
Back when we knew each other
When we were light-hearted friends
You left a mark on me
Maybe even my heart
One I never expected way back when
Now I miss you even more
After we spoke again
Possibly for the last time
I wish our lives hadn’t drifted so far apart
Because now I have to miss you forever
Ponder the past
And hope you’re doing well
Wherever the both of us are
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 11:06 PM UTC