Love is stored
In bento boxes
Packed with care
And leftovers
Delivered when forgotten
To agency receptionists who know
The score at this stage.
In bento boxes
Packed with care
And leftovers
Delivered when forgotten
To agency receptionists who know
The score at this stage.
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In the stitches
Of a lumpy scarf
Garish black and orange with
Something on it that might be
A skull
Or, maybe
Mochi gone wrong?
Doesn’t matter.
It’s warm.
In an 8 x 9-inch frame
On the bookshelf
Cherry blossoms swirling
Smiles caught at their widest
Green and blonde pressed together
Diplomas in hand
(and free fingers clasped together.
Just out of shot.)
In the spice rack
Ordered by Scoville
For a partner in training.
(Scotch bonnet last week)
(Katsuki is proud)
In an old gym bag,
Hung by the door until needed
Stuffed quickly with essentials
When villain fights are the kind that make
Headlines that keep them awake
For hours, waiting for news
In sterile rooms fit only for that purpose.
For days
After.
In the fridge, once opened.
A collection of bottles and jars,
Packets and tubs.
Dipped in and out of
in a practiced weave and dance
Around a tiny kitchen
(for now)