Exiled
Holly Day
alone again, wearing the ugly sweater Grandma sent me, the one
with the hippo in the bathing suit embroidered on the front
drinking lemonade by the beach.
What the fuck was she trying to say?
again, the house is thrashed, all our underwear
lurking in obscured corners. Your Hanes
are suffocating my Maidenforms, holding them down
a white shroud on blue ice.
alone again. Even my cats are hiding, somewhere
afraid of me this way, this way without you.
No more beer, I don't want to drink any more fucking beer
but you ate all my food.
