ALL THESE DOGS IN THE WIND ❋ Mia-Francesca McAuslan

and one in Canada Trust –
the green bank –
whimpering,
a sign on his back:

D O N ’ T
T O U C H

can I have one like this?
can I howl quietly?
while the tellers
touch the money
and fold my hands
in an irreversible
midnight
of moment.

when I travel I feel
more sci-fi

when I love I feel
more mortal

I feel the running out
of time
and it gives me
extra strength,
a stronger grip
when I’m buzzing
on an intercom
at 2.30am
and the cat says
mmf.

I try to
move quietly.
I cum
in the dark
on the floor
of someone else’s home,
an air bnb,
I rate it: 2 stars

on the train through Vermont
I see backyards
peppered with
unwanted things,
I am one of them.

my psychic touched my hands.
my psychic told me
I’m lucky and I don’t know it.