maybe it’s a springtime feeling w/ the melting flowers
perfume in the air, but i’ve got myself thinking I might be
becoming something. I tweet and delete
i’ve been thinking about marilyn monroe a lot lately and
how much of a superstar she was and how it’s wild that
a mortal could be a goddess. like wow maybe
i could be immortal too?
when I sing karaoke I feel that lavish glow, that i am deserving of love
and even today now that I’ve lost my voice and it’s all raspy and sexy sounding
i’ve been talking more

Izzy is a Portlander who writes and makes digital art. Her work has been published in Really System, Not Lit House and Glo Worm Press. In her spare time you will find her practicing kissing on her balled up fist.