you watch me
folding clothes,
placing each item
haphazardly into
an already overstuffed drawer

you sigh
when i place
two socks together
and stuff one into the other

you roll your eyes
when i fail to align
the seems in my shirt
before i fold it

and you mumble –
something i can’t quite make out –
when i push the drawer in
and it won’t go all the way
because my underwear
has wedged itself
between the drawer lip
and the dresser

“it’s how i’ve always done it”,
i exclaim,
“and just because
you are no longer here
doesn’t mean i have to change
a single thing”


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