save this for a day when even the sunshine reminds you that all the stars are dead & one day you

your shadow is skinnier than you taller than you her heart has never been broken she is not real you are

smell old books dress yourself in black put lemon in your water & try not to choke on things that are good for you green tea & cantaloupe

put picasso prints on your wall femme chouchée lisant spend the day in your bed drinking bitter coffee remember who loves you & who you love

continue playing dress-up start with yellow taffeta move onto dark lace drink syrah from the bottle don’t save the cork

the house you grew up in no longer exists no one else can cover up your memories of the wainscoting with theirs

do not beg for adoration learn to appreciate the starkness you are not better than this place you are this place