All posts tagged: portland

Stevia sweet, sweater weather

Poetry and photos by Somi Jun Are we as outta here as those blue nights, when I looked down and saw my street, lit yellow in a haze. As the night I couldn’t sleep in your bed, woke at 4am and sobbed to the sound of amen. As the half hour I shaved and saw the V of my thighs in the mirror. As Friday night boogie right. As the fall of her toes from the trapeze. As his Christmas gift and I see now I am grown without a witness. As the last rite of Mercerism, that damned two-way street. As outta here as dead road, a one-way train through the suburb.     Eye One 15 hours under the weight of glass, my  feet curved into the side of a self-proclaimed anarchist. I fell asleep to speech of Burning pigs and bitching chicks and a baking planet’s Wrath, old as fenced animals. His throat warbles Through a plea to the nuclear family’s dog. They sing: Food before bombs. My last night in Los Angeles, …