An LG air purifier,
no smells left behind
at the threshold
Cats appeal to their innocence
while littering,
as if they are free from pollution
On my belly
on my purple yoga mat,
devouring apple mango with bare hands
like a bandit —
a reflection of heaven
A cat sniffs my three-day fermented hair,
then licks off my checked-out self-care
Handing in my two-week notice,
I roll over on my back
three o'clock to nine o’clock
In a map of nebula,
Orion, the archer, sheathes
his arrow
I am heading there
after the night shift is over,
when magic wears off
in twelve hours