HEY WIFE! i can’t even remember the last time i saw your pretty face :|||| it might even have been in august 2013.
i’m coming home in a week and a half. let’s get together? i miss you. i love you. plus david is coming from chicago so maybe we can even cupcake (yes that’s a verb) like old times.
<3, your husband
I also lied about the therapy;
I lay back on a bench instead
and told my troubles to a drunk who stank
of stale cider and relieved me of my cigarettes.
I lied about my one good kidney
and the ballet lessons.
And the contraceptive pills.
I lied about my childhood in Somerset