Ladder
Feb 23, 2017 · 1 min read
I’ve batted my eyelashes, and apologized
to so many men,
my eyelashes have fallen off and my enamel
is halfway gone.
But it’s paid off with 2 bases closer to a home run —
and though the light is near and warm,
I turn my back to it
hoping its halo can illuminate the one behind me,
only to stare at their back.