I will not do the dishes today.
Tiny bubbles in my vagina
You swore to cure it.
You went out but didn't get me shit at the store.
I ate chips and chocolate for breakfast.
My stomach hurts. I'm so thirsty.
I really don’t wanna wash the glasses.
Don’t you know
I went to bed at noon
in my robe and braless
holding my phone.
You’ve been away. I’ve been diseased.
We’re sharing. That’s important.
You never promised to love me
but I swore I heard it.
Unlike hunger, thirst is silent.
after Daisies, a film by Věra Chytilová, 1966
Stay in the same place long enough you’ll see yourself become the victim.
stay in the system woman-
the providers provide
the provided pro vide (vide:imperative:look:
FORGET FORGET FORGET! IT NEVER HAPPENED! CLEAN UP TIME!
clip your strings
dust yourself off
cut your hair, strands of hair, strands, each strand, cut off
cut lines, cut scene, en fin
shiny metal things mmmm
cut bits into smaller bits into smaller bits into smaller bits into smaller bits into smaller bits eat
everything, did you swallow?
there is no other way for this to end
Jessica Heron is a writer living on the Atlantic coast. She studies language, film, and poetry but is interested in everything. You can find out more about her including a full list of publications at jessicaheronpoetry.com and follow her as @signature_trash on social media.