Snot

I sneezed this morning and my heart came out of my nose. It slid and popped from my nostrils. Like a bad cold, you made me congested with a heavy head and a runny nose. All the tissues in the world couldn't keep me clear and clean of your snot.

Kitchen table on Friday

My nose runs and my finger nail snags, but I still want you near. You wouldn't see me. And even though I would know that you are terribly, terribly, terribly unavailable it would be better than being alone.