It’s 5 in the evening and Spring.
The sun is still bright like it’s morning.
I should be out there
Laying in the grass, bathed in the sunlight
I should be putting my citrus lotion on and daydreaming
Smelling like warm oranges
But I am inside trying to nap
In my cold room, under blankets. Something is playing in the background
Some show that is talking
so I don’t feel
alone in here.
All I can think about is
the lump in my armpit.