Paige Rindone

(sad bath) sometimes i just want to take a sad bath in a windowless room no lights, no flickering candles

(sugar scrub) I exfoliated again today sloughed off a layer of dead s k i n and I am learning

(bookmark) after you died I bought a notebook and began to write your story our story the beginning when we

(guidance) when I die there better be some version of Afterlife Google Maps because I'm hightailing it to

(ownership) the question written on the form had me gutted: “do you own any pets?” an unintentional stab of the

(flowers) part i you sent me flowers and the gesture was kind but soon they’ll die and if you

(waltzing with water) I love to sit by a window and stare at the rain out there beyond the glass

(lightning season) It’s lightning season inside of me I feel the static  electricity, the buzzing, roaring inside my chest,

(questions) Life is as wonderfully confusing as answering “yes” to the question asking, “this or that?” Life is as infinitely