Jennifer K. Sweeney
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A Story: Banana Slug
One house: straw, fish-flicker pools of wet.
A toad turns in my palm, all blemishes.
Snake jaws contort into bridges.
I forgot my name when I entered the business.
What are your credentials?
Your dog eats shit & licks my face.
An abyss sky breaks like china.
I spent all my vacation days riding a unicycle in a small circle around the office.
The margin of error is rain on interlocking chains. We need grease!
We are not gold coins. No one cares to tell us about the game. Everyone.
Everyone was fired. We were not spared.
One red fox tears apart several hens.
I’m through with capital.
Sometimes a free meal even with rising egg prices.
I’m through with capital.
Skeeters part pond water. At the bottom, a crack of fire.
Elly Luisa Salah received an MFA in Poetry from Bowling Green State University. Elly received a BA from the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, where she studied Sociology and Creative Writing. Elly is the daughter of Algerian & Danish Immigrants. Her work has been featured or is forthcoming in Bear Review, Eunoia Review, Revolute Literary Magazine, Scraps Magazine, Sonora Review, Strange Horizons, swamp pink, Taos Journal of Poetry, and others.
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