I have a watch that tells me exactly what time it is when you stand there and look out your window at that rock shaped like horses’ teeth and the clouds that slowly pass by Remind me of dirty tiles, that they really should—really should—clean Dirty with what? Snotty kids who need help pulling down their pants and two people who thought the GAS S AT ON attendant wouldn’t notice (but I mean when there are only three of you and two go missing (he may work at 7-Eleven but that doesn’t mean he can’t do basic math)) and ladies whose hips don’t quite fit in the stall (but boy do they try) and and and they really should get those tiles cleaned.Katie McCarthy is a student from Fort Collins, Colorado. She is currently working towards her Bachelor of Arts in English from Belmont Abbey College.
And every single one caught in the moment and every single one—
Look left. And every single one the main character, but to me they just came across as drysmudges in a GAS S AT ON bathroom. They—tap, tap, tapped on the stall
As heels tap, tap, tapped across the floor when we blew smoke in a plantation bathroom and
wondered why they took it all so seriously
At all those grapes. Tap, tap, tap stay popping off, but one year later
And I can’t remember what it started with. It came to a halt—
tapI wish the wait didn’t have to be so long.