Dear Luna: He Is The End and I’m Still Starting Please Help

September 26, 2016

Q: I can’t get
over him, he
rings regret

in my mosquito
ear he red ring
circling my knee

Lyme’s disease he
buzz lullaby malaria
fly he is the beautiful

death zika kiss he is
the end and I’m still
starting please help

 

A: aren’t you fucking
lucky! you must get
mad. produce work.

I know what you are
thinking you see her
new host shiny body

so many selfies, you
are crippled on sight
“how is this girl even

possibly” and you stare
at your bitten fingernails
the sorry waxy cuticles let

me remind you that maybe
self care starts with washing
your hair every day (okay?),

when things hurt and parasites
drain you dry remember to stay
angry don’t just lay there and die


Luna G. Reiley writes across hybrid non-fictive forms. Her work has been showcased by the DeYoung Museum and staged at Artists Television Access in addition to performances at St. Paul’s Church and Alder Manor. She is an MFA Writing candidate focusing on poetry at California College of the Arts in Oakland.

Image by Elle Aviv Newton of art installation “A Dream Is Just A Dream” by Joshua Leon-Harper (2014) at B4BEL4B Gallery.

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