Phillips Instant Flood

Editor back-issues, poetry

Maria opens a blue-white boxof Phillips Instant Floodwhich gathers at her toes.She becomes a conduit(the room is filled with Epsom Salt)and slowly oxidizes.Now tarnish-greenshe receives a visitor.He is a lecherous old foolwho plates her all in bronzeheating her to flesh-warm temperaturesto pass as “fine” in private.I used to have anxietyin public places, shrinkinginto phone-booth hideoutsto open up my shirt. by Paul Fauteux Paul…

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