my little piece of home
'she's a mess', her dresser drawers whisper
'most of the time, and when she cares
to clean, it's done in a rush.'
pens are scattered on her desk, some
uncapped. some are completely dry.
she forgets to fold clothes, so they
sit in the bottom of her hamper
until she remembers a week
later.
she's trying to get better at it. believe her,
she knows she's a human tornado.
sometimes she feels like her world is held together
by stray Extra gum wrappers and puffy stickers from
CVS.
but she'll make it through.
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