$50 Afterglow

apartment small and tidy,

stood by window,

tried wiping it to catch a


grease, breath of a thousand


skin cells too

gave thick reptilian scaliness

to glass,

digging nails in would not

scrape away,

feeling the grease

texture of other men who had

lain with her,

burdened her with marital


domination and sadness,

this is what remained,

a scar of orange broke through

not wanting to place face too close,

behind she sighed flesh peppered

in goosebumps,

heating not on

could he leave just yet,

feeling sun burning blue of his

eyes it stung yet could not pull