Alphalena on the Six (excerpt)



Stab your flea market typewriter
last night’s bodega elegy

dust on the ribbon already
duct tape our future pages

leap frog over
this text me knowledge girl,

caught in a time warp
of Warholian repeats

every soup can your bored face



Roll me over
@ what o’clock
stack of black books

like a
stendahl novel.
sex tray all

the war camp sleep outs

she palms a toaster in
her soft hand

red dragon nails
dig into palms
the blood drips for eons


Jennifer MacBain-Stephens went to NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts and lives in the DC area. She is the author of two full length poetry collections. Recent work is up at Sweet Tree Review, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, and decomP.