I washed a mug that didn’t need washing,
and dried it even after it was dry,
offered you an orange
(please,
take something of me)
that you refused,
so I ate it alone,
peeling slowly,
and thinking of you.
Edited by Emily Ferguson
an undergraduate literary journal at UCI
Poetry by Ariana Marie Vargas
I washed a mug that didn’t need washing,
and dried it even after it was dry,
offered you an orange
(please,
take something of me)
that you refused,
so I ate it alone,
peeling slowly,
and thinking of you.
Edited by Emily Ferguson
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