You Say It Out Loud

Sour water in your mouth
on your breasts,
brown grey spots
like amaranth and peeled paint,
picking at the skin
of an apple, delicious red
and loved-in white.

Wool dress, leaves fall down,
crawling out of clothes
onto the bathroom floor.

Silver wheat stalks
sway in the wind,
you notice a certain sadness,
in the air,
you say it out loud
and are moved to tears
because no one has put it into
words before.

Spilled wine on his jacket
from a bottle you didn’t drink,
rose on his sleeve,
you blot at the stain,
wind rapping on the door.

The corn this year has mold
and there’s mildew in the bath.

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