i miss tight days with
sharper edges where
the screen door’s an
exclamation for each
gust which steals its
-self from your lungs

climb in this kia
lyft driver says eyyy & skips
the song to smack that

2 hours scrubbing
office refrigerator
i don’t even use

extremely over
workplace misogyny from
white male managers

motherfuckers it’s
not in my job description
why don’t you do it

is what i should’ve
said aloud instead of scream
it internally

7 brrrooooongs so far
from boss’s office speakers
extra extra loud

even better news
he changed his cell phone ringtone
to bagpipe music

i have been here for
all of 12 minutes & i’m
ready to go home

monthly report day
means staring at spreadsheets for
numbers that look “off”

tomorrow’s migraine
is already pressing in
at my brain’s edges

gotta take some time
& quietly acclimate
to reality

i’m just a beach bum
always lost up one kinda
mountain or ‘nother