Jeanann Verlee, “At the Junction,” published in The Offing
What they cannot understand

is the anatomy of a manic girl
breaking. No clean edges, no roads back.

Only bloodspatter, leak, voltage.
Sonic boom. Brushfire. Jail time.

Every day, a glorious and appalling
new way to burn down my own house.
posted 5 years ago on 17th October
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