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Broken Shell

Kyle Hemmings

    In the rain. In the mix of rain and oil slick that coats our lives, the oil spill that spreads to everywhere. After green becomes merged with black menses flooding the tunnels under the streets. Sisters, there is no time to breathe. I and Molly Goo carry Kat in from the sea, another self-downed girl. Our makeshift family of burned girls lives under the amusement park, under the candy wrappers and paper cones, under the summer footfalls that still echo in our ginger hearts. Remember, Sisters, back in 72? We were the hot sonority girls of Greenpeace U. We infected our mothers with a new liberalism; gave our fathers a new skin. Our lover boys had seaweed in their eyes. We were their black tang. We watched their bones grow in their sleep. In F.B.I. photos we looked incredibly foxy, the smiling eyes of a minx. But now the sea is crashing against our little wooden house built on sand, shale, walls of moss. The sky is wearing dirty underwear and the sea cries Kat! Give me your tired shell of a girl. For I have new owners, and they only get high on what sinks. I and Molly Goo lay Kat on the table. Our heads are dense with fog. Soon dying fish will thrust themselves through our windows. The air will become thicker than love. We will suffocate while holding hands. Our eyes are turning a poisonous red seaweed. Our bodies hum and the hum is a koan that no one will ever hear. Kat is dead. Kat is dead.

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