She Will Walk into a Convenience Store
(bottoms up)
She will vomit it all later, on her knees like her momma tells her she should be at church, marshmallows and still bright orange chunks floating to the top of the chocolate brown water because the calories won’t count when they come back up.
She will pull out the bottle and will lick the dripping chocolate from its bottom and will rest it on a dirty red towel in her lap and she’ll slide her spoon in the melted glob of cream and nuts and still frozen marshmallows and one florescent Cheeto and bring it to her trembling lips because Jeremy from that perfect fucking hometown will have just kissed Lila from the city and fuck them both and the whole fucking town.
She will pull the trash can to the sofa to rip open the bag and scatter the Cheetos in a layer over the tissues from her tears and the torn pieces of the old valentine she will find in the drawer and she’ll top it with the melting Haagen Das that she will squeeze from its carton that will land in a glop and she’ll shove it all down with the soda bottle because that will be for good measure.
She will toss it out in disgust and practice self-talk because she’s just being tested and will only have to find some spy thriller bullshit on Netflix and stay away from that goddamn Hallmark Channel that will fill her head.
She will place it on the counter with her keys and her phone that’ll have no text replies from the guy who used to love her or the one who screwed her last week and said she was the one and she believed she was the one because she wanted to be the one to someone.
She will bring it all home in a bulging brown bag that’ll be ripped on the side because she won’t be paying a nickel for a goddamn second bag.
She will scold herself for buying it because she’ll remember Momma told her that calories are a way to a man’s heart but we will always put ’em on our hips instead.
She will give in just this once, well again, just this once because Flamin’ Hot Cheetos heart burn chasing rocky road pint healing wash it down with a Coke and a smile will surely be the elixir.
She will walk into a convenience store.
