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The Dishwasher

by Niamh O' Connell

 

The dishwasher is done

Steaming glasses and shining cutlery

I unload it, stacking plates in the cupboard

On an upside down mug sits a puddle, I turn it over too fast

The splash on my foot is warm and wet

And I blush

Thinking of the wet warmth that fell on my thigh

Except you're not here to kiss me as it cools

 

Quarryman

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