Spit by Magdalene Bean

I know the hot water will stop running one day.

I'll turn on the tap to cold sludge.

But that's fine.

Your spit is warm

And I could fill a bucket with it,

Pour it over myself in the shower,

Enough for a rinse at least.

Magdalene Bean has nothing to plug, but wishes she did. She is 25 and lives and writes in New York. She hopes to continue doing so for some time. She can be reached at magdalenebean@proton.me