Everything written after 2am and tagged coworker.
The floor's empty on the late shift and her mug is still at the back of the cabinet, where I keep moving it so no one grabs it by accident.
Closing shift with dana, a dead scooter, and the route home that takes eleven minutes longer than it should.
a coworker quit months ago, but the meeting he set up still goes out every tuesday, and i can't make myself delete it.
everyone wrote stay in touch. i waited until last and wrote two words. true enough.
You didn't step back and I didn't open the door. Nothing happened. That's the part I can't stop replaying.
Two a.m. in the draft folder again, writing the message I will never send to the coworker who took my idea today.
She got the promotion. By 2am I'd read the announcement thirty times and typed congratulations I didn't mean four times over.