hung up

Like your swimsuit dripping from my shower curtain 

soaked from the lake 

  a spam call at work,

       my purse off the side of your desk chair. 

I’m hung up sprawled on the laundry line at my grandma’s house 

getting pecked at by the birds and the bees 

garden flowers in between the wires, my skin indents and almost bleeds

I have to pretend again - to not want love 

cover my eyes with my hands and leave space between my fingers

cross them, hold them behind my back when I talk to you

Only to leave the show early 

and ask her if you went home with anybody 

I cry about you more often than the others

even though you did the same things as them.

my tears drip on the petals

pink and yellow and red

they are tired 

of the salty dirt and eyes peering down

Sophie is a San Francisco-based artist originally from the Midwest. She has had her poems and photography published in Chicago publications such as Messy Misfits Club Zine (2024) and Orange Peel Mag (2025). They have many self-published zines out containing poetry and photography.