the pleasure of being used”
-Brenda Shaughnessy
A cupboard love so distracted that I would even now
swear by the rightness of our bodies.
By the sharp edges two people make
when pressed side by side.
You were so brave to love me,
to gather my corners together and keep the dust,
to love a girl who would never love back.
When you knocked everything from the shelves
and left me empty, I welcomed you,
anyway.