Britney's People
Lu Chekowsky
Britney’s People
Britney is a crystal swan born from a cave where they manufacture crystal swans. Britney’s People are her protectors. No people are as important as Britney’s People because it is
Britney’s People
Britney is a crystal swan born from a cave where they manufacture crystal swans. Britney’s People are her protectors. No people are as important as Britney’s People because it is
My mother is a GODDESS
frick park @ night
the stag runs away from me
chooses instead the busy thoroughfare
lesser of two evils i guess
smoking the disfigured joint
Margaret rolled me i wrap
Fragrance
I never lost what I had out of eye the piano minded surplus or acheless weather what ever the
night still oily with a personality is there is no sense
CRYSTAL THINKING
Dream logic gets my sober companion drunk
Vomiting silver in the private beehive of our wagon
I went to the cemetery and played you a too-fast solo
Mud seeped in the ass of my
On my first job I worked for a woman named Jeanie who owned a soda fountain, thrift store, and tavern. I worked at the soda fountain fixing milk shakes and simple sandwiches for the few customers that
the sun sees Icarus & tries to shift...
I had someone once. He spoke the Queen’s English, lived in a house built by timber hewn from his property. We were layman lovers, easily able to make cracks about the poverty of the crescent moon but
I know in heaven they are unlimited and free...
"Tight coils come / up floating in / my husband's peppermint..."
DID NOT SEE
NOT THAT ONE!
SEE?
COMING!
DIDN'T ONE?
HOW DID YOU GET STARTED IN THIS WORK?
In this story I am meant to tell you of the men I met in parking lots. It is night and it is will be raining, though I do not know the science behind the
after Ruby/Hilary
For just
fifteen seconds
out of my twenty-
six years living
I imagine
myself
a white woman
bones breaking
in a new way
my
if it were untrue, I might have been
less mad; I am the best of drivers
tiger mother, paper tiger, full
of slant, piss and vinegar
that occasion of our first big fight,
he connoted with a
two seasons of sabrina,
the teenage witch
under my belt
i’m feeling powerful
i sign on AIM after 9pm
dial up noises are wands
just a secret crush
it’s always nice,
talking to you,
it’s hard to explain how tired I feel each day
my autoimmune disease attacking my bones
at the hip joint and spine I limp down the hall
to the water fountain where I joke but am
let us use the Fibonacci sequence to understand
why 10 coffins became boats atop the surface of Alum Creek on Christmas Eve
and why Mamaw spent all of 2015 saying bell-bottoms were coming
"If Elizabeth Ellen exists, I would tell her it was like she channeled the anthemic scorn of Alanis Morrisette’s “You Outta Know” through Anais Nin, in her own inimitable way. And if Elizabeth Ellen doesn’t exist, at least she can invent herself.
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“Legs Get Led Astray is a scorching hot glitter box full of youthful despair and dark delight.”
—Cheryl Strayed, author of WILD
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