are all over everything.
I see them everywhere
now that she has left.
That stupid grimy way she would cough
all over the steering wheel
and act like nothing had happened.
The way we argued over what we couldn’t afford
and then threw everything into the cart
trying to best one another.
Like it was a competition.
Something we could fight about later.
And now that she is gone,
I see her everywhere.
We never shared toothbrush,
but that is about it.