we watched Che in the parlor
spread out on your mother’s old beige couch
two decade old cheerios between the cushions
smudges from your first time with finger paint
you kicked off your army boots and stole my seat
i wanted to push you off but you stuck your bleached white socks in my lap
the tops snipped away
just your bare, wriggling toes
i went to turn
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