03 Jul Stephanie Valente
i heard you weren’t a swan at all
just pretending, that’s all
i heard they kicked your ass
i asked if there was any blood
& how much, did it pool all over?
like spilled cream?
was it sweet? like mine when you did it?
(I CAN’T EVEN)
my stars ain’t running
some kind of bullshit charity
so, if you’re ready to eat the crystals,
let’s do it. no foolin’.
then, we’ll be foxes. or, are you you
just a possum?
Stephanie Valente lives in Brooklyn, NY. She is the author of waiting for the end of the world (Bottlecap Press, 2017) and Hotel Ghost (Bottlecap Press, 2015). She has work included in or forthcoming from Civil Coping Mechanisms, TL;DR, and Poem Mistress. Sometimes, she feels human. http://stephanievalente.com