Tagged: beer

it turns out that we

it turns out that we
all do it – the people with
whom we choose to have
a beer or four, well
into the night, post-
inauguration, whether
commiserating or
celebrating, are
stunningly
like us, in the ways
that make us all
weaker,
as we prop
each other up
.
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three beers in, you are

three beers in, you are
slurring sweet
nothings that tangle
my hair, your
hands have
broken off into
familiar cliques
at the corner of
my thigh, across
the lower back –
if inspiration is
in the foam, you
are running
on empty
.
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