Despairathon
by Valerie Nies
You’ve spent a lifetime training
for this. Reach into your past-
hat, pull out a white rabbit of lost
lipsticks, dead pets, and melancholia
to remind yourself when your husband
leaves after 33 years of marriage
to fuck his jiu jitsu instructor
but returns weekly
to the house
you still share
to blow leaves off the driveway.