you kept my amethyst in your jacket / so I put a new piece of citrine in your palm / we sit at the bar & talk about cemeteries / tell me about your father again / talk about New York / that one time you were onstage dripping with blood & your best friend passed out in the back row / this one summer the basement flooded so you wrote plays in someone else’s attic / I buy you a drink & stare at your mouth / I buy you a drink & watch you watch me / the way my knees still shake / tongue still slips / we walk in the rain & I wish the in-betweens were longer / I wish your car wouldn’t start

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Lauren Milici is a super chill lady who believes that the best art is derived from naked honesty. She posts drafts, sketches, and other trash on her website, laurenemilici.com.