FLIES STILL FIND TRASH TO BE VERY ATTRACTIVE

With all of the bloom and beauty, a speck of death remains—
the black spot on apple-skins, festering flesh
………..under a pearl necklace.

………..I watched a woman become gore under microscopes,
glowing skin a subterfuge of dust and memory.

Her opened mouth revealed a golden crown,
decay rendered into opulence,
………………….she was a chimera of imperfect flesh and
………………….top grade skincare. When she laughed,

………..swaths of honeybees exited her lips,
………..stinging them full and plump. How devious she
was in hiding the poison, swallowing it whole:
a rotting stomach beneath the perfect belly.

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Moira J. is a mix’d ndn brat exploring what it is to be agender, queer, and biracial. They live either in the PNW or New England. Moira J. has been published in Phoebe Journal, ENCLAVE, Words Dance Publishing, Third Point Press, and more. They have upcoming publications with The 3288 Review, 1001: A Literary Journal, the Shade Journal, and The Shallow Ends. You can keep updated on Moira J. either on Twitter @moira__j, or at moiraj.wixsite.com/home.