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POETRY
Ana Chen, Anne Gvozdjak, Chaim Durst, Anonymous (2)

A SMALL MENU - Ana Chen
盲目自己

1. UNITED STATES of AMERICA
蓝色用于浴室刻度咆哮, 白色用于测量胶带, 红色出血肺.

Oatmeal in Greek yogurt  …........…………………………………………………………………………………  $5.00
白色粉末曲姜肉锡箔脂肪 ……………………………………………………………………………………  半英里

Steamed broccoli with garlic  ….…………………………………………………………………………………  $2.25
无油无油煎锅十字架  ….……………………………………………………………………………  四分之一英里

Purple rice and millet  ….……………………………………………………………………………………………  $3.00
没有空的卡卡没有大米后六碳水化合物胸衣  ……………………………………  一英里,没有晚餐

Boiled chicken with mushrooms  ….…………………………………………………………………………..  $4.45
尖叫床垫羽毛扭曲烧伤  ………….…………………………………………………………………………..  一英里

Non-fat milk  …………………………………………………………………………………………………………….  $1.00
妈妈是我骨架足够妈妈我骨架足够  …..……………………………………………………………....  半英里

 

2. CHINA
红色为炉子水手棕榈吸烟肉带走, 从盘子中洗去的油脂的黄金.

Scallion noodles with fried fish and milk broth …………………...……………………...………….  ¥100.00
冷汗忘记做坐起来原谅我 .………………………………………………………………....…………………  三公里

Roast duck with pancake, sweet sauce, and melon  ………………………………………………  ¥364.00
把煎饼包在肿胀的大腿上  ……………………………………………………………………………  两个半公里

Squirrel fish fried with pineapple and peas  ……………………………………………………………  ¥450.00
肺内脏糖深喉气球腰部  ……………………………………………………………….  五个半公里, 没有晚餐

Grass pancake with peanut sauce  ……………………………….....……………………………………….  ¥20.00
粘性刀片下来这个疲惫的外壳  ...………………………………………………………………………….  两公里

Pine cake with red date  ……………………………………………………….………………………………..  ¥150.00
嘴唇涂抹内疚妈妈为什么不波波停止谈论我的大腿  …………………………  三公里, 无牛仔裤

 

Have a good meal!
保持你的嘴闭嘴婊子

 

 

小菜单
go blind

1. 美国
blue for bath room scale scream, white for measuring tape jaw, red for blood lung.

酸奶中的燕麦片  .………………………………………………………………………………………………………  $5.00
white powder curdle flesh tinfoil fatass  ………………………………………………………………….  0.5 mile

蒸西兰花  ….…………..…………………….……………………………………………….…………………………  $2.25
no oil no oil frying pan crucifixion  …………………………………………..……………………………  0.25 mile

紫色大米和小米  …….….……………………………………………………………..………………………………  $3.00
no empty kcal no rice after six carb corset  ………………………………………..……..  1 mile, no dinner

用蘑菇煮鸡  …………………………….…………………………………………………..………………………..  $4.45
scream mattress feather contort burn  .…………………………………………………………………..  0.5 mile

脱脂牛奶  …..…………………………………………………………………………………………..………………….  $1.00
mama am i skeleton enough mama am i skeleton enough  .………………………..………..  0.25 mile

 

2. 中国
red for stove sear palm smoking flesh away, gold for grease you wash from plate

带炸鱼和奶汤的葱面  …………………………………………………………..……………………………….  ¥100.00
cold sweat forgot do sit-ups forgive me …...………………………………………………………  3 kilometers

烤鸭煎饼,甜酱,和甜瓜  ……….…………..……………………………………………………………………  ¥364.00
wrap pancakes around swollen thighs  ……..…………………………………………………..  2.5 kilometers

松鼠鱼炒菠萝和豌豆  ……..………….…………………………………………………………………………  ¥450.00
lungs gutted sugar choke balloon waist  …………….…………..……………….  5 kilometers, no dinner

草煎饼与花生酱  ………………………..…………………………………………………………………………..  ¥20.00
sticky blades gutter this exhausted shell  .………..……………........………………………….  2 kilometers

松饼与红色日期  ……….…………………………………….....………………………………………………..  ¥150.00
mama why won’t popo stop talking about my thighs ........................... 3 kilometers, no jeans

 

享受你的美食!
shut your mouth bitch


a thing called rage
Anne Gvozdjak

bloodied fingers and shattered glass and my shadowed reflection
slicing itself to pieces / asking what part of myself i’ve destroyed 
again just to be swept back into another paranoia of never waking up 
from the nightmare i had last night / sheets shredded and torn 
and tangled into knots around the fury in my fingertips / hear my sins
scream holes through the bedroom walls / ablaze with the terrible ecstasy 
of a reckless self-demolition as i grind the blame out of my bones 
and cleanse away every stain of the words my fault / drown me in 
another hallucination of the disembodied echo of a thing called rage
suffocating itself between my ribs until my body tears open in front of my 
eyes / laying bare these violent hollows of my hysteria / chasms
of sudden vicious raging to unleash anything / everything / i have 
just to strike down the bitter aching deep within / and forever rid 
of the guttural addiction to again and again purge me clean of my emptiness


White Night
Chaim Durst​

The storm has passed, 
Black dragon-shaped clouds
And the ever dreaded 
Bear beating a full retreat. 

Iridescent rays, great swooshes
Of a paladin’s blade
Have sundered the 
Darkness for now. 

And here I stand, alive, 
Vulnerable to your love
Once again.

soliloquy as self-pity & a siren knows no silence
anonymous

i: late night on the floor

i believe i shed hair faster than anyone in the house. lost amidst abandoned brushes and beneath chipped summer red nails the strands lie groaning, half a string theory in the bruise that is exhaustion. in theory i should be less of an excess, a study of the linear rather than the polar. in theory i should take my second derivatives and find them negative, concave down in the plane that is my dinner table. sometimes i am a paradox and not even a proof by contradiction can neatly knot me. sometimes i tell myself it takes the same amount of time for us all to fall but somehow my limbs do not listen. no, i am fine, i’m just confused why my tea is so pale today, blind milk in a moribund green.


ii: early morning in the crevices of my thumbnail

it is in this dark gluttony that i find relief, charcoal making love to the paint and skin. erosion in exclusion. stowaways sardined against cartilege, breath fuming through veins, fogging my fingers so the driver can’t see clearly. i turn on my hazard lights, guide the vehicle to the shoulder, do twenty-five pushups. confirm the nonexistence of spot burning, wonder how tightly i should tie my sweatpants. where does it all go after it falls out of teeth and lips and nails? i imagine dark creasing into floorboards, particle weeds. give it a few years, and there will be a dark spot, rooted and fearful to let go.

comp d
anonymous

flesh waxed beneath

spandex, we simmer beneath
the silence beneath
humming mildew. beneath

the tectonic plates we call toenails beneath
the pads of weary flaked feet, pain bubbles beneath
a baby hair stoicism. beneath

our tongues the music starts; beneath
our chests we let it engulf us.
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