I fell in love at Mcnally Jackson by Vicki Iorio

I fell in love at Mcnally Jackson

your hair an unapologetic viper’s nest

Your words,
an open invitation

Your belly button beneath bare midriff
a sex organ

Your long legs dressed in pimp bell bottoms
He/She/ binary/cis

When you read your poetry
at McNally Jackson

I died and went to heaven
Let’s name our daughter McNally Jackson

Private school baby
We drop her off at Smith

and have a New England weekend
you write me poetry

with words pulled from the ropes of your hair

Vicki Iorio
Vicki Iorio is the author of the poetry collection, Poems from the Dirty Couch, Local Gems Press, 2013 and the chapbook, Send me a Letter, dancinggirlpress. You can read Iorio’s work in Hell strung and Crooked, I Let Go of the Stars, (Great Weather for Media), The Brownstone Poets Anthology, The San Pedro Review, The Mom Egg, Crack the Spine, The Painted Bride Quarterly, The Fem Lit Magazine, Redheaded Stepchild Magazine, The Paper Street Journal, Poetry Bay, Home Planet News,Concise, Cactus Heart, Rattle on line,South Florida Poetry Journal, 521 Magazine,RatsAss Review, New York Times, blog site, Poetry Super Highway, Eratio Poetry Journal.

 

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