I like to swallow the lives of strangers
a subtle form of promiscuity
minus the intersection of skin and fluid
the keys on the Corona typewriter salivate
the letter F savors the melancholic man
leering from the corner
his lips swell
a serotonin-smirk
I occupy him
like the temporary space of a placentaI like to watch myself cum
does this make me narcissistic?
humor me
a rogue actor on a slippery stage
minus the special effects
a white audience wearing brown masks
voyeuristic masquerade
single-celled amoebas slither across the stage
the karma police ousted X chromosome
from mingling with Y
Mandy Sandhu is a poet based in Oakville, Ontario. Her work, often in sonnet form, blends vivid imagery with sharp observation, drawing inspiration from writers like Sylvia Plath, the Beats, Dale Smith and Ted Berrigan. Mandy works at Toronto Metropolitan University in the Disability Office. Her chapbook, The Temporary Space of a Placenta, appears next month with above/ground press.
the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
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