Halite (NaCl), J. MacBain

a girl in leather
lays down in the
club bathroom
handle my side ribs
soft and
hail rock n roll
a tiny fever dream
I cannot feel others carefully
essential for Saturday morning
tear hangovers
hover
but do not leave
she’s an anchor addict
her diet heavy with the
will to dissolve
if cleansed by water

my nervous system
falters, too much
damage scrubbing
dirty windows
teaching the
whys of pollution

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J. MacBain-Stephens lives in the Midwest and is the author of four full length poetry collections: “Your Best Asset is a White Lace Dress,” (Yellow Chair Press, 2016) “The Messenger is Already Dead,” (Stalking Horse Press, 2017,) “We’re Going to Need a Higher Fence,” tied for first place in the 2017 Lit Fest Book Competition, and “The Vitamix and the Murder of Crows,” is recently out from Apocalypse Party. Work has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize. Recent work can be seen at or is forthcoming from The Pinch, Black Lawrence Press, Quiddity, Prelude, Cleaver, Yalobusha Review, Zone 3, and Grist.

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