girls are like triangles
pointed, mean and angry
I’d be so flat if I -
were to quit on you
do something dumb maybe
need to be near you
sisters know us well, right
anticipate our moves
minor, cold lazy like
what I’m about to prove
crude miscommuni cate
she’d just ease up on me!
feel this; ok, safe from who
my head hurts&your feet stink
have we got any beer
to forgive is local
meaning while the here, stabs
hard and pure color out
hurts me here so much now
girl is a rusty box
with rusty nails inside
please don’t, not yet: tears
gleaming like so many
unearned metals
always and always here
girls are like , girls are alike
take a break, peel tired skin
swim unbaptized fiction
the land of cane and fear
the lake of hope and joy
Jason Stocks studied creative writing at Goddard College and University of Southern Mississippi. He lives in Dover, Arkansas.
Photo by Cameron Russell
