the wooden bridge stretching              over black cacti.


Remember calves breaking                  as fast as you can.


What do you tell                                  your body paraded?


That you’re not satisfied until you’re sick in the dark

eating tamales                                      hair stuck to your back?


                              That days unwind


around your glass pussy.                      That microwaving


enraptures the sawhorse?


That Billy the Kid                               peels the skin off your legs


that this time the cognitive


dissonance fishnets?


                              Winter is bland


and counterintuitive.                           Numb-full of pink


tongues and routine.                            Numb-full of all


the gone gory poems                            trickling cold


in a yard lit by goddamns.


                  Remember deer shatter


                  your Peter Pan leaving


the wicker darkness                 of junkyard cars


licking yourself                                    pretending you’re pregnant


stuck on saliva and stars.


Jessie Janeshek’s second full-length book of poems, The Shaky Phase, is forthcoming from Stalking Horse Press. Her chapbooks are Spanish Donkey/Pear of Anguish (Grey Book Press, 2016), Rah-Rah Nostalgia, (dancing girl press, 2016), and Hardscape (Reality Beach, forthcoming, 2017), and her first full-length collection is Invisible Mink (Iris Press, 2010). An 35-year-old Assistant Professor of English and the Director of Writing at Bethany College, she holds a Ph.D. from the University of Tennessee-Knoxville and an M.F.A. from Emerson College. She co-edited the literary anthology Outscape: Writings on Fences and Frontiers (KWG Press, 2008). Read more of her poetry at
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