we were working the registers one day.
it was storming.
the sky and the tiles matched.
i put my head in my hands,
closed my eyes.
next thing i knew she was gone,
her shoes and socks left in a pile
like an occult stick formation in the woods.
then i saw her outside,
jumping in a puddle of rain.
heat death of my dumb ass brain.
scrolling, scrolling, scrolling,
watching holocaust docs on my phone,
texting a girl from 9th grade.
she said she wanted to go to Mexico with me.
she had a vacation home there.
it was cheap bc of the cartels.
hit my head on the bar above my bed,
accidentally stepped on the cat,
spent a few minutes apologizing about it.
stayed up till 2 figuring out what i did wrong.
the girl didn’t reply.
stared at the power outlet for an hour.