Shower Thoughts but All the Time by Chloe Zonis
Oh what a relief
Shower thoughts but all the time
Heavy-handed magic
Bottled in women’s minds
An uncertain silence
Walking in a room alone
Nothing more cathartic
As thoughts, we save for our own
Painful hopes
Tequila and whimsy
The fear of love and dread
The things we hold in our hearts
Our neurons spark through our heads