A mermaid's lagoon
A soldier's boot
Sometimes I travel to the red hot edge of my father's cigar
Between book pages in mountain town elementary classrooms
If I feel like it, under the peel of an orange
In my mom's lip gloss bottle but I exit so sticky
I like to sit on my best friend's pillow case and pat her hair straight
A dirty bar
A con man's wallet
Underneath the flooring of outdated shopping malls
Inside of bird's nests
Cemeteries
Drunk men's overall pockets
In barns with very loud chickens
and my favorite place of all:
Perched right atop your upper lip
I wake so restless
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