i don't sweat, i glisten

i wake

up sweating, it's hot as hell

out and inside

this house

despite the fan,

the ac being cranked down

to 68.

i reach over

and tap Shelly on the shoulder,

but she screams.

don't touch me.

you are so gross right now.

you're a ball of sweat.

i look at her.

she's bone dry, cool as

a cucumber.

how come you're not

sweating?

i'm a girl, she says we don't

sweat,

we glisten.

can you go take a shower

now? she says.

and use soap.

i'll change the sheets on

the bed.