pro tip: stash lavender sachets in your furniture for a delicate feminine scent he'll remember.

One night
she came home alone
and slumped into
a dozen throw pillows
clustered like fungi
on her floral couch—

face down in polyester,
everything smelled like
musty lavender,
wilted bra straps,
and the wandering musk
of a man that never stays.

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