Friday, November 22, 2013

Two poems by Jennifer Hollie Bowles

I Always Win

Are you talking to your clothes?
No, just a rebellious shirt.
How can that mean “no?”
I didn't mean that.
Didn't mean what?
I mean, I meant that I wasn't talking to all of my clothes.
Ah, you mean you were only talking to your shirt. Okay, so how is your shirt rebellious?
I don't know. That's why I was talking to it about it.
To—it—about—it? You're retarded.
Well, you're the one talking to me.


Lateral Media-babble

As the inter-dimensional
psycho-therapist shifted
through the retro-asylum
on Pluto, the inmates
chewed on cell-
bars like bones,
lifted their legs to pee
in corners, and crouched
on the floor to smell her

Two days later Dr. Mesa's
new theory made the front-
page of Galactic Times:

Dog-sex offenders said to suffer from Madonna-Puppy-Complex.

Author bio:

Jennifer Hollie Bowles writes horoscope columns, poetry, experimental fiction, seething op-eds, plays, and unclassifiable stuff. She is the founding editor-in-chief of The Medulla Review, and her first full-length poetry book, Anarchy in a Dresser, is forthcoming in early 2014 from unbound CONTENT. She believes everything is relative, but then again, so is the concept—everything.

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