glitter heel club, long legs, glossed pouts landing like butter-
flies, party to party to party,
bobbed hair waving, mascara smudging, dancing drinks a haze,
glitter heels in hand, barefoot sidewalk home,
we sleep in glitter dresses dreaming, oh how twenty years ago, instead
ancient moms we’d be in dull shoes, flat.
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