Fridge Magnet Poems

I am high on your smell
my edges sanded and soft
rubber eraser debris or
wood pieces like snow

Good days

Crack addicts for coveted promises we sniff
forevers and I love yous like warm lava cake
licking every last syllable off each other's skins

feeling bleh

feeling tired
and worn out like
a holey sock
or the lonely skin
of a clementine peel
broken open
then forgotten
on the counter

today
you told me i was the cutest girl you'd ever seen
and that was enough