The small victories are great too,
like loving another person enough,
just enough, to let them
paint your toenails. No flip flops
for a month, she tells me this
is our secret. I agree. I change
in the corner of the locker room,
keep my socks on the whole time.
She doesn't know that I would kill
a snake for her, that this is not
the greatest measure of devotion
I would give her. She does not
know & I would not interrupt
as she fans my wet nails dry.
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