i lip sync to your final molt
looking humansoft and prancing
and this deform brittles me to a boil
purring with every mouthpart
and with limbs like china i reach for my breastplate
melting pinkeye coquette and needles
Arielle Tipa is a writer who lives near a haunted lake in New York. She is the Founding Editor of Occulum. Her debut chapbook of poetry and prose, daughter – seed, is set to release in Winter 2018 from Empty Set Press.