c. cimmone
three poems
"The Day I Wrote His Obituary"
I got so drunk
I was scared to swallow
my antidepressants
"Psychosomatics"
My nerves are brittle
and veins are busted
until the required
Dilaudid 2mg
push
"Mortal Remains of a Used Up Woman"
Exhausted
from all of the
counting and preserving
Xanax and Ativan
rolling around
in the bottom of
her purse.
3 February, 2021