Girl on Girl Dream
electric lashes
petals hanging
from her ears that girl
in the market
spins chimes ruffles
your sleeves
heart stuffed
in a jar
silent.
expired
a strawberry
from her apron bleeds
your lips sour
like a vow coloring
the sky a brutal violet
and you
wait
wait
for the table to flip
but it doesn’t
in this dream it doesn’t.
Out of Range Bird
When Sara didn’t receive the dead perennial Jessica brought to school in an unmarked can, she pricked herself with the back of the boy-scout pin she had stolen from Jessica’s boyfriend the day before. Standing in the bathroom mirror, corroded stall locks glinting around her broad shoulders, Jessica hoped someone would walk in, that someone would notice the bad thing she had done to herself. The eagle’s wing brushed her jawline as she shined its gold back with saliva. Kneading the flesh of her ear, she told herself this happens with every new piercing.
Ahja
Fox can be found around Denver, Colorado reading at various events
and open mics or co-hosting at Art of Storytelling. She publishes in
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