A Selection of Poems from Eliana Vanessa

sucker

 

we all

wanted to screw

the substitute,

he was the only dude,

running the halls

of our all girl school,

and every time he passed by,

we’d drop our pencils

bending over

just to make him cry,

wearing our little, short,

catholic school skirts,

knowing

the games we played

were barely anything

a boy could handle,

much less

a desperate grown man,

who was always

just one dirty look away

from fixing our grades,

while enjoying the perks

of his new side job.

 

  

metal

 

growing up

you were the only guy

i would’ve done anything for

 

and how

we managed

to not hurt each other

 

through

the wreckage

of our combined flaws

 

is

nothing

short of a miracle

 

i guess

we both naively hoped

our artistic outlets would save us,

 

as it turns out,

the needle has stolen

your limelight once again

 

all i can do

is worry myself to death

when i get a text out of the blue

 

because i’m glad

to know you’re still alive

but wonder for how long

 

sorry

about feeling

all alone out on that road

 

hope

the groupies do their part,

giving you whatever you need,

 

that is,

until your broken ego

can bleed a more genuine story

 

as i keep

the memory

of our friendship, intact enough,

 

in the event

your senses return home

to those who actually give a fuck.

 

 

sorry but my memory was shot

 

i couldn’t remember

what brand of booze you wanted,

 

though it was

of utmost importance,

 

moving into

the new apartment, and all,

 

who knew it would lead

to you waving your gun around,

 

talking about how everyone

had always let you down

 

as i hurried to pour the liquor

into your already chilled glass,

 

sliding it towards

those madly shaking hands,

 

all the while making myself

the mental note

 

to bring

a better grocery list, next time.

 

 

not positive

 

but i’m

pretty

sure

death

will be

in good

spirits

when

he comes

for me.

 

shady proposition

 

death

was

the worse

possible

character

to buy

anything

from,

but he was

pimpin’

so many

sexy poems,

i had to

get me some.

 

Eliana Vanessa is originally from Argentina and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana at a young age. She recently participated in 100,000 Poets for Change (2018) and served as part of a panel of poets in The Jane Austen Festival (2017, 2018, 2019).   You can find her work online at The Blue Nib, Beneath The Rainbow, The Sirens Call, The Ramingo’s Porch, Ariel Chart, The Horrorzine, Fearless, Drinker’s Only, The Rye Whiskey Review and Punk Noir as well as in the following anthologies: Masks Still Aren’t Enough (2019), Americans And Others (2019), and A Dark And Stormy Night: Sixteen Halloween Tales (2019). She is Eliana Vanessa on Facebook at the following link: https://www.facebook.com/eliana.vanessa.7758

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