elementia
inheritance
By Elliot DelSignorei have my father’s temper, my father’s eyes.
i keep my bloody birthrights in a clear glass jar.
all the things i’ve laid claim to with my mother’s fingers;
long, pale, five on each hand, like real people have.
Bodhisattva
By Billie CroftI will liken the heavy clouds that pass over my land to grey matter
before my body remembers the practicality of pain
1980s Coke Party
By Billie CroftThe deciding factor in
whether or not I’d breach the boundary between binaries
was a gender neutral bathroom sign.
I heard someone belt a show tune in the shower while
another howled. Someone else took off their jeans, stuffed