APATHY CHIC
Vomit in trash cans sinks
your palms
Everything deserves me
Should I beg for you?
Bodies aren’t that precious
but Fake always turns Real
In the photo of us
with your arm around me
while I clutch my purse
Greed is innate
The body is just a resource
not a home
Daughter you can fuck
Consumption economy
Binge-purge me Repeat
Do you know how it feels
when people pray for the opposite
of what you want
SIMPLE TRUTH ®
You said it would be OK
if I came
I never asked you for anything
until I did
Checking for your double text
tonight, impatient
while you put one of your other kids
to sleep
Tomorrow at the grocery store I’ll deliberate
on the brand
of laxative tea that I believe is targeted
to my current ideal demographic
I’ll imagine you watching me
being such a good girl
for you, such a good
consumer
Look, how I can wait
for someone
to tell me what I want
SAPPHIRE
I watch fistfights unfold
like flowers blossoming
Drugs and your nails
I remember drugs and your nails
My father told me my eyes
look their true color when I wear gray
Wrapped in your ex’s floral bedspread
I remember men yelling on the street outside
Pointing to the Virgin Mary triptych,
my father said, Like that
I’ll always miss the summer
when you asked for what you took
You won’t see me leave
My birthstone is the darkest
Vomit in trash cans sinks
your palms
Everything deserves me
Should I beg for you?
Bodies aren’t that precious
but Fake always turns Real
In the photo of us
with your arm around me
while I clutch my purse
Greed is innate
The body is just a resource
not a home
Daughter you can fuck
Consumption economy
Binge-purge me Repeat
Do you know how it feels
when people pray for the opposite
of what you want
SIMPLE TRUTH ®
You said it would be OK
if I came
I never asked you for anything
until I did
Checking for your double text
tonight, impatient
while you put one of your other kids
to sleep
Tomorrow at the grocery store I’ll deliberate
on the brand
of laxative tea that I believe is targeted
to my current ideal demographic
I’ll imagine you watching me
being such a good girl
for you, such a good
consumer
Look, how I can wait
for someone
to tell me what I want
SAPPHIRE
I watch fistfights unfold
like flowers blossoming
Drugs and your nails
I remember drugs and your nails
My father told me my eyes
look their true color when I wear gray
Wrapped in your ex’s floral bedspread
I remember men yelling on the street outside
Pointing to the Virgin Mary triptych,
my father said, Like that
I’ll always miss the summer
when you asked for what you took
You won’t see me leave
My birthstone is the darkest