Desirée Holman, 2007
you bought me this dumb hat
now you say you hate it
bullshit i say untying dan’s mask
he touches you under the table
my eyes solid black i drag
the wilson football up your arm
rubbery nubs squeaking against denim
your lips the color of overcooked salmon
slack with death or rigid with desire
we wish we had an air conditioner
but we’re glad for the ice in the lemonade
soon we’ll eat this apple on our knees
three sets of teeth holding it midair
chomping & spinning &
seeds sticking to my clavicles
juice dissolving our canvas mouths
droplets rolling down my chest
racing to unmask my cock
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Sally Burnette is alive. Their work is forthcoming in BOAAT, Winter Tangerine, and Peach Magazine, among others. Tweets @dunebuggy12.
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