seventeen

He would say, "the problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast."

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez

unravelled ball of yarn

+ threadbare sheets

dirt red stains midway

in piles

the words from yesterday

strips of undone to-do, stares

teeth fallen+gathered in sewing purse

tea glasses, milk glasses, wine glasses

strewn room to room

a chore, put chortles+eye rolls

away in cabinets+closets

I didn't mean to make you

hate breakfast his face

pale milk in a saucer

she laps up sarcastic

can a new hairstyle help

"put your eyes to the left"