I’m
a rack of lamb.
I’m
Eileen Myles on a date with a couple, but you’re just you.
I’m
Eileen Myles working at Paragon,
and
you’re Grace writing me a poem.
You
like that reading Marx made me sad.
You
like it that I worked somewhere like Marx describes.
You
like that I’m bourgeois but can relate to the lumpenproletariat. You like that
the chances of me running away are minimal.
I’m
Eileen Myles giving you a handjob under the table
across
from a dead-looking Belushi.
I’m
Eileen Myles taking pills and you’re a couple
feeding
me pills.
Julia Polyck-O’Neill is an artist, curator, critic, and writer. She is a doctoral candidate in Brock University’s Interdisciplinary Humanities program (Culture and Aesthetics), where she is completing a SSHRC-funded interdisciplinary and comparative critical study of contemporary conceptualist literature and art in Vancouver. She has taught in contemporary visual culture in the department of Visual Arts at the Marilyn I. Walker School. She also curates the award-winning Border Blur Reading Series in St Catharines. Her writing has been published in Feminist Spaces, Tripwire, The Lamp, Ottawater, Fermenting Feminisms (a project of the Laboratory for Aesthetics and Ecology), and The Avant Canada Anthology, and her debut chapbook, femme, was published in 2016 by above/ground press.
the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
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