REFUSELISION
Orchids how sweet not to
want you would be a felony
they say do you know your
rock heartless when you meet
it on the sidewalk a yolk baby
is frying up my brains won’t
break this will too soon so
give me just a few more
millennia to trim the wick
she tells me back away slow
from the blaze is burning up
her carnival ember pupils
know a refrigerator when they
see one two three pistol go!
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MONEY CAN’T DO
Give me your breath and
I’ll sew you the
moon
what is this un-
wisdom about putting the
needle to tin and not to
gauze your benjamins make
a nice cloak in the day but
I’m stitching up a prettier
story with my thumbs and
brain one that’ll
shine across your
back as you rise and
fall seriously
friend take the
moon-milk and
run
night-black
away
away
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Suzanne Marie Hopcroft is a PhD student in Comparative Literature at Yale University and writes from New York City. Her poetry and fiction have recently appeared or will soon appear in PANK, Everyday Genius, and Gargoyle. Suzanne also teaches composition at Hostos Community College in the Bronx.