Written by Julian Dindal 

Art by Lily Anderson

a memorial bench
maple leaves

skinny twin trees
alone with Chachi, 
rest in peace

forked paths 
rustling leaves
creaking trunks

thrashing and bobbing, 
the foliage rave 

their fingers
stretch out and 
cross. the 
creation of adam
in the sky
like a pinky
promise.
distance between, 
but from 
this perspective
they look 
crossed.
tingling like 
two pointer 
fingers,
young giggling
girls,
nose kisses.

a kinky girl, 
an immobile man 

the cannibalism 
craze

would you swallow 
me whole? do you 
love me enough?

if i cut out my liver
because you asked
am i still an imposter?