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…

smile, kindly, in self-defense by Eliana Vanessa

smile, kindly, in self-defense   i brace before my bff, Mike, the detective, talks, especially around the holidays,   the conversation often begins with a compliment, something along the lines of, “Babydoll, you know i love your smile, but remember…”   then he’ll go on to inform me, for the umpteenth time, that crime and…

Two Poems from Eliana Vanessa

conversation with a dull razor   go back to the sting of disillusionment you know so well, and don’t let me catch you cavorting with the sacred on this side of hell anymore— just a reminder that a demon, like you, rearing its ugly head is more sincere when left on the corner of crystal…

Two Poems by Eliana Vanessa

birthday suit   bobby pins falling all over the floor— you’d pulled them out, one by one, with your teeth, jokingly asking, how many more of these, Sugar?   that’s when i shook my wild locks free, losing the nude dress too, to what felt like the arms of winter, daring me to go skinny-dipping,…

crazy-drunk conundrum by Eliana Vanessa

crazy-drunk conundrum   thanks to Sylvia, i can’t even utter the word “daddy,” though God knows i want to— because he is the sweetest kind of crazy, claiming whiskey makes a better wife than me, settling the score, between us, on paper, having fucked empty the glow of our souls’ well-intentioned affection, my heart, swollen,…