Three Different Ways to Answer a Question
Is this the magic working?
Surely some of the garbage in the ocean
must have started out in my hand. In Iran,
pedestrians don’t have right of way anymore.
In Australia the whole world is burning.
I’m firmly convinced that there’s no such thing
as biodegradable glitter, otherwise why would it be all over
the bottom of my bag? So many people keep telling me
what they want to hear. Today a staple as long as my finger
lodged itself in the bottom of my Doc Marten.
Listening to the same song on repeat twenty-five times doesn’t solve the breakup.
How many times can I sex magic before it starts sex working?
Is this the magic working?
Is this where I get up and start picking garbage
off the side of the highway, my nightgown transparent
in the beam of your headlights a second before impact?
About the Creator
Leah Folpe
Leah Folpe is the protagonist of an eighties horror film. She enjoys trying to unclog the sink drain in her rental house. She lives under a bridge and exacts tolls from passerby, but she heard you can make slightly more money doing this.
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You’ve gotta be careful. My mother says there are a lot of ways to make someone come out a Bad Egg. For example: giving birth on a bed. You have to be squatting, she says. And the head has to come out first. Josef Mengele was born feet first and instead of pushing him around the other way they just yanked him out by his feet, which made him have a deformed arm and then he became a Nazi. That’s what my mother says. Now that I am having a baby I am very grateful to have my mother around again. She has had six other babies not including me so she knows what to do. She helps all of the other women in the house with their deliveries. Sometimes I get to help too. I get to stand by the women while they are in labor. I wipe their foreheads with hot towels and hold their hands when the contractions come. Some of these women have quite a grip, my mother says. You’ve gotta be careful. They can almost break a finger. Today I learned to cut the umbilical cord. Today is when my baby brother was born. I used a pair of shiny silver scissors bigger than both of my hands.
By Leah Folpe4 years ago in Families
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