| Arsenic Lobster poetry journal |
Issue Thirty-six Winter 2014 |
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| 39 Ways to Disappear Jill Khoury Women who die alone do this 1 weird thing! -Facebook Ad Women die alone in cardboard boxes Women die alone gardening caressing herb rub into the lamb because of how the house bumped and wailed during a storm beneath the Japanese plum tree surrounded by vertebrae inhaling engine smoke along the edge of the wharf in the thoughts of scoundrels atop the roof with a drink on the side table orbiting the moon from psychological violence Women die alone drawn close to the heater vent She was found dead surrounded by the shell of a gun fetish pondering the recoil having swallowed a battery clutching her bookbag aside Jenny at the store in the basement of a skyscraper by a next-door farmer from debt aboard an aircraft after hanging in a gray suit with pale blue pinstripes because of microchips She was found dead with a plate of bread and sweet tea I will be found in a lunar lander by a vegetable vendor having swallowed my tongue with all the nodes of my insomnia despite the humidity with my orbital bone smashed in over his absence with my mouth full of cake inside a cute dress following a vein no one knew about surrounded by wool carpet in the hall my body fast letting go of warmth |
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