Doll in Solitude
Julia Madsen
var america = prompt(“Growth is the process of an individual organism aging organically. Here
it is evident in plants, trees, rocks, shadows and others. One is the loneliest.
var america = prompt(“Growth is the process of an individual organism aging organically. Here
it is evident in plants, trees, rocks, shadows and others. One is the loneliest.
You, baby brother, who only liked to watch but never play, for hours on
end as an 8-bit fanfare blipped deep into the school night. I promised not to tell
mom if you didn’t & we were safe then from the dive-bombing
The surface is a knot
That tightens on one end while it loosens
On the other. The sky is full of ether.
Tubes lead nowhere. The wall persists.
I don’t care for the end
of this game. Every struggle is the struggle
for the maintenance of heterosexuality.
I borrow my womb from
myself to be a nest for your thoughts. I want to exist as someone’s
metaphor.
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