Today darling I am rising
from the lavender bathtub
of self-loathing. I don’t take drugs
to shut up I take off
my pants when I get home
and I stay there, red cup full
of cigarettes from heaven, ghosts
of all my friends between my toes.
I imagine them pouring vodka all over
each other wearing glitter.
The vision is closing in like a tight dress.
— Morgan Parker, from “Other People’s Comfort Keeps Me Up At Night,” The Offending Adam Issue 173. 2014/06/02.