she always reapplying her lipstick
after class, she'd stand in front of her locker and take out the small tube and reapply it
after school, she'd wait outside the school, the tube in her hand
after sports
after breakfast
after lunch
after dinner
when she woke up
when she brushed her teeth
always reapplying her lipstick
when she committed suicide, the tube of makeup sat next to her pale body
red lipstick was smeared all over her face
written in crimson all over arms
perfect
perfect
I must be perfect
at her funeral, she was dressed in white with no makeup whatsoever
when I went up, I held that small tube in my hand
I stood at the coffin and reapplied her red lipstick
for the last time
