THE WORD "DREAM" IS TECHNICAL AND MEANS NOTHING

 

Like 11 o’clock news or the sound of food or an Irish word.

I prefer to pleasure my soft brain with images of God

Oh God, I have committed the worst of sins!

~I slept with a woman who dreams and I dreamt she was dreaming without me.~

Sitting in her truck, the checkered pattern of her shirt spilling onto her pants

She followed the roadkill-stained interstate that led to hell

Because anyone who thinks of God is every human being.

God, you’re always why I’m wet and never why I want to spit at her feet

Like when she said “we’re here” and I fell out of her truck, face plastered on moist dirt

Hearing it as everyone has ever heard it like I would hear it from the dew of dusk til that morning,

A choir of angels began singing to me;

You must stay awake until this ends.

 

 

 

 

 

LUNCH POEM

 

I called a woman yesterday 

and before she said goodbye 

or I said goodbye there were more words

after which it couldn’t have been easy 

to hear goodbye again 

 

but she said

I’m doing okay and let me tell you something, 

I listened

and knew in my head she was okay

and I guess I’m not because

who the fuck wants to 

be sober in a room 

salivating as plastic goddesses pass 

thinking how I need

more fudge on my 

popsicle.  

 

She stopped

and I said

She couldn’t get her time back 

drugs sell themselves biscuit 

you ain’t shit

 

Any other day

my nightmare could have ended

with three scoops of vanilla.

 

 

 

 

 

SEXY MUSIC

 

A friend once

told me

he had to ask a woman

to switch off

Ludacris,

switch off

classical music,

before they agreed

on some nice

electronic.

 

There was a time

when I thought the sexiest

record to throw

on was the whispered

minimalism of The

xx’s debut.

That’s not my sexy anymore.

but I understand

my younger self.

 

 

 

 

 

11 O'CLOCK NEWS

 

I don’t care who you’re talking to

No amount of face tats could undo

this moment in history

 

Is that God

caught in an undeniable moment

of normcore?

As if to say

“I may work in a cubicle

but I STILL KNOW

HOW TO HAVE FUN!”

 

...I can’t decide

 

but he celebrated

by immortalizing this moment

for all to see

I mean

thank you

thank you for that premature duck face

 

 

I was the only trend

you were up on early

 

In this ensemble we see

his eyes unhidden

for the first time

He was rocking Gucci and Versace

 

You think this is a “new” fashion trend

 

Please

 

Kanye brought normcore to Fendi

six years ago

and they

told him

no

 

 

This is why we need

to listen

to Kanye

 

 

 

Now motherfuckers...

 

 

 


VICTORIA LE FRAGA is a student at Bard College studying written and fine arts. She enjoys illustrating and writing pop-up and flip books.