She spent all her eyelashes
And birthday candles
And 1:11 “close your eyes and breathe slow” wishes
On one moment
One moment that sloshed around, losing its heat like a soup
Left out too long.
She spent all the soft breaths of dandelions
On one person who’s sleepy skin
Curdled
Under her wilting hands.
Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 4:46 PM UTC
She spent all her eyelashes
And birthday candles
And 1:11 “close your eyes and breathe slow” wishes
On one moment
One moment that sloshed around, losing its heat like a soup
Left out too long.
She spent all the soft breaths of dandelions
On one person who’s sleepy skin
Curdled
Under her wilting hands.
