Steamy signatures
I write her intials everywhere. Carved in trees. Sharpied on the golf balls I use. I love the symmetry, the simplicity because she is anything but simple. My written devotion to her always begins in the shower. I'll slide the glass door open, turn the shower knob slightly hotter than what is immediately comfortable. Then I'll step out and wait until the glass fogs like beer mugs in a fridge. When the glass morphs from transparent to translucent, that's when I'll step back in. I'll stand still, elated by the hot water, embodying the warmth that feels like she did, and then I'll begin the artwork. I'll search for a spot I hadn't used before, and then I'll write her intials, "SWS" and underneath, a heart and an X and O. Then, I'll write it again on the other side, then again on the shaving mirror. I'm approaching two years in a row without missing a day. I'll even do this at friends' houses. In essence, I'm the Banksy of love.
