mum.i looked in the trash canMore Like This
and it was full of strawberries.
i heard you crying
at 6 AM.
i never know
what i should be sorry for.
St. Patrick's resolution.There’s a reason why the sting of alcoholMore Like This
cuts deeper than the initial burn.
Why the clink of glasses resembles
the smash of ceramic on a kitchen floor.
When everyone on New Year’s
touched glasses of champagne and traded resolutions,
you found yours in the bottom of a bottle of vodka.
By the time St. Patrick’s Day arrives,
we’ve all forgotten how we’re supposed to be better people.
We don green hats and cheap strings of beads
and try to convince ourselves we're lucky one day a year.
Someone pours shots at the party
and another raises a glass.
To luck, they say as they fade
like the clover-green of your eyes
into a clouded January morning.