Apr 27
2 min read
Three Charlottes
Saturday in the Park
You get a pedicure.
You make tamales for your brother.
You get a playlist from someone in Greece.
You are a lesson in deus ex machina.
You are Willoughby to him.
You look at the phone.
You are Scope and Crest and Colgate and Glide.
You wear a new dress to Mass.
You sit in detention in a yellow skirt and a buttoned blouse.
You are a girl way inside.
You are words and slanted rain.
You think of witty tweets to never post and clean up…
