love from your back pocket

by | Autumn 2022, Poetry

my desk is littered with dead
leaves and flower petals.

things i cannot throw
away because you picked them
up and said here, for you.

i know i will keep
your old grocery receipts,
dryer lint, the stickers

from the fruit you eat. i kiss
your face as it’s taped
all over my walls

and i know all of the spots
where our initials are carved.
your id card is still kept safe

in my wallet. sometimes
when someone asks
for my name, i have to stop

myself. my mouth
opens and i almost say