Dorm Room

She set her tea down on the table,
it was hot, it was warm,
she had a bandage on her finger
a cushion for her feeble joints.
Postcards pinned upon her wall
were written out but not to her.
Succulents, vinyl records, stamps for lettered mail.
She held her cup and took a sip
with cushioned, feeble joints.

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