11/6

grapevine 

the wallpaper tells me we were supposed to be 
women. i wear a dress with a gun holster.
we fill the bathtub with red grapes
for mashing. i keep saying "girlfriend" 
& alternating between meanings. lover & almost lover.
the rocks in the river know what we came to do.
take our hair down. feed planets to the lion
until he is ready to sleep for another hundred years.
you feed me crystals. rose quartz & obsidian & sapphire.
hard candy-hearted. grandmothers come with glow worms
to light the collapsing house. i never meant to tell
but now look where we are. the world knows. 

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