Sloshed
Rebecca Tillett Rebecca Tillett

Sloshed

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

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Who were you—
Rebecca Tillett Rebecca Tillett

Who were you—

My dad was the first to break mine. I was 16 when he took his own own life in our home while I slept.

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