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Jun 2016
I stand at the kitchen sink
pull the tiny glass from the cupboard
and make sure no one is looking

I keep my ears alert for footsteps approaching
take the bottle down from behind the coffee cups
pour it quickly
drink it fast with eyes closed

I feel the burn run throughout my throat and chest
clean the glass
put it away

I sit back down
eyes heavy now
brain mushy

Do it again in an hour
Cordelia Rilo
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Cordelia Rilo  LA, CA
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