MIRANDA DONOVAN
DEATH TO THE LACROSSE CAPTAIN smack and smear
back pressed into the jeep horn
20,000 league between
choked in my own driver’s seat
we could be buried together
be present
in too close
lick my ear while you’re at it
swallow the storm
in the parking lot of the bowling alley
6’5”, it’s perfect
porch light, lean down, kiss goodnight
strung out on nicotine
i buy the alchol, know i shouldn’t
we park at the marina
stars dip in and out of marsh weeds
tongue meridians along our longitudes we return to the high school tussle in the turf
another pass through you didn’t know me then
two vessels spun out under stadium lights
bore through my skin
the bonewhite of a trailer park beneath
someone cast a spell
on the front porches in this town
because after that night
the sky aches red
ghost boy, sex cyborg
the last love story i’ll ever get
dark mode in the sailing town bar
gin & tonic hatchet
held my face in your hands
let me look at you a second
i bury you when i’m done
enjoy fucking maggots
crawl out of that grave you dug life is short but here 18
and i will put you right back in it and we all love each other
you are not forgiven
