Nerys Schmetterling

Ketamine kisses douse a blazing girl with the sick tang of gasoline, heartthrob, dementia She droops, star splayed and eager in her drowsiness, sped by the rhyme of the crowd and I pray at the chapel of her gooey snot, yolk runny, chalked up figure etched from …

Peeling oranges with our eyes closed, on a rooftop lidded with stars Moon scrapes away a crescent of the sky and we cut away pounds of Our flesh with pink safety scissors, sedated on morphine this is our first Meal in weeks, as we raise our own sick …

I lived in a town where starving girls weaved Paper chains from heartstrings and gum wrappers, Staving off reality with cheap spirits coaxed from older lovers I lived in a town where at sundown terrified youths prayed To the Virgin Mary in a pearlescent haze, begging for liberation …