Poetry — February 22, 2016 9:09 — 1 Comment

Virginity is a man’s idea – Erica Brunner

Lemongrass
steam in the shower

Chain myself to
myself

Let it blurt

My body is
a wire

I know where
to push

Pine scented candles
black silk pillowcase
I’m not trying

to keep my pussy tight

Studded chokers

Clematis through
the trellis

Lilacs in the back-
yard

Bio:

Erica Brunner grew up in Seattle, WA where she studied at the University of Washington. More recently, she earned her MFA in poetry from the New School. Previous publications include, the Portland Review, Bear Review, Pacifica Literary Review and Eleven and a Half. Erica currently resides and writes in Queens, NY.

One Comment

  1. Richard L Ratliff says:
    June 3, 2016 at 3:51 pm

    Nice work well crafted

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What am I?

Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies

Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;

Scientists can't find me.

Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—

Remind me:

The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…

Tick, Tock: Divine me.

-- Richard Kenney

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