Cristina Holman
Cool bar. Feels like I’m wearing
eels tonight.
This chartreuse shot tastes like a waterslide
feels. Hair slip
I turn too quick my next
shooter is down I suck
the lily
pad of liquid up.
I flip through text messages
each says Be Determined Stay Determined
At the window I see heaving
firs oiled grins
each sitting in a little spotlight
I should be named Kim Symbol
I should live in a pit of Symbols
stack them up
climb out