II.
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
III.
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.
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