Down the Plath

By
Driving down
The road.
I want ice cream.
“Okay.”
It’s good.
Mm…mmm.
Fingers giggling
Ice cream dribbling
The stiff edges
Of my mouth
Are curving
Upward.
Can you taste
Me smiling?





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