Things I carry in my purse: 

Lip balm,

a tampon, 

my wallet,

headphones,

a polaroid picture of my dog, 

my keys and my phone, 

my ring that broke,

a stone from a river a while ago,

I use to carry you 

But you don’t fit in my purse anymore, 

I couldn’t carry anything else when I had you 

so I had to let you go 

so I could fill my purse with joyful things again, 

I had to let you go

so I could carry my things again 

so I could carry me.

-Myia Pearce