"That Time When Girl F Walked Into a Bubble Bath
With All Her Clothes On."
"It was very beautiful.
Sometimes when we're sitting on the back porch
drinking devils out of blue dresses in our Mason jars,
we remember it, and a soft, smiling expression
washes gently over our faces, except for this last time
it happened.
Everybody but me got that soft, smiling expression,
and I alone got stuck with the resting scowl expression.
Fortunately, one of the features of the soft, smiling expression
is that for the duration of one's soft,
smiling expression, one is unable to register
any expressions on others that are not also
a version of the soft, smiling expression,
meaning my resting scowl expression
would remain invisible to everyone for as long
as they kept up their soft, smiling expressions.
Thank goodness, because what is there
to scowl at when faced with the memory of girl F
walking into a gorgeous vertical, geranium, champagne,
lavender, sage, yarrow bubble bath with all her clothes on?
Just the thought of it makes me swoon.
Yeah, swoon."