The cap that was never worn,
The stage that was never walked,
The black robe on the hook,
Collecting dust in the closet.
An endless spring break,
A receding hairline,
A belt that no longer fits.
They turn their faces up
In the shower in the heat
And imagine it is rain.
Cheryl Aguirre is a queer biracial poet based in Austin, Texas. You can find their previously published work in Ghost City Press, decomp, and the whorticulturalist. You can follow them at @drowsy_orchid on Instagram and @Wheat_Mistress on Twitter.
Image: “Theresa” by Victoria Johnston
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