The Female Citizens from Sunshine Nation Face off with Light Sucking Demons
Mutual obliteration is a goal for some. A rolling around or groping in a hovel. How we pretend
to be devastated. Would I be a perfect disease of cute but uncommunicative? A cluster shining
on— equaling your too high octave listening to wind scream razor necks. Zoom down mountain
blast on your own time. Speed through nature’s hoax. These are not poems. Don’t call it poetry.
What do we have if not our alienate. If not our bed. Our pretend tapping grind. Biceps. Tongue.
Jeans. A scary planter growing majestic is right twice a night. The hole in the door covered with
duct tape. The hole the mother looks through. Adam’s peach Victorian looms in the distance.
Get a girl to come sit on your bed Adam. Roll up your sleeves. Feel the ink.
Jennifer MacBain-Stephens lives in Midwest and is the author of four full length poetry collections: Your Best Asset is a White Lace Dress (Yellow Chair Press, 2016) The Messenger is Already Dead (Stalking Horse Press, 2017,) We’re Going to Need a Higher Fence, tied for first place in the 2017 Lit Fest Book Competition, and The Vitamix and the Murder of Crows is forthcoming in 2018. Her work has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize. She is also the author of ten chapbooks. Recent work can be seen at or is forthcoming from The Pinch, Prelude, Cleaver, Yalobusha Review, decomp, and Inter/rupture. Visit: http://jennifermacbainstephens.wordpress.com/