Three Poems
Emily Jace McLaughlin
The best thing for the future of a word like consent is to just stop talking about all of it.
The best thing for the future of a word like consent is to just stop talking about all of it.
Video surveillance is for your safety
I lost my thought and now I can't do anything but listen
Writing is only anything if you can sublimate or depreciate the original thing into a
now Icarus has gone swimming and I see him in the Sun
I am not a dog
I am an actor
I am a chemist this is
chemistry
may the little coffee cup
be blown over
a cheap china pattern
blue bulbs
blooms on white
a single cereal bowl
from this set disperses
and appears
in apartment cabinets
all over
“Have you tried hookers?
Church? God? Your dead
mother? Pills? Coke? Crack?”
She began imagining what it might have been like to be Agatha, crying and disheveled with both pale breasts exposed.
In time, the questions become increasingly diffuse, numbers jumble and disappear, the symbolic order smears.
I begin to write a eulogy for
a guy who doesn't exist.
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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