i will not overheat; i will not poison

ALEXIS DIANO SIKORSKI

i will not overheat; i will not poison

i named my rescue after a ball of flame
shot into space as an after
-thought she breathed and then
she didn’t.

i was given a list:
she was eager to please (check)
she was a stray (check)
she was known by many names (check)

she had never before ventured out into the great unknown.

i saw her bones and i fed her
i took her home and i kept her

safe,
together

we are
scraped elbows and
bleeding knees,
running after and
before
in circles chasing
tails when
we’re worried they’ll be chasing
us;
heathens,

those creatures of the mind
consuming
awareness, countdown:
scr-
……..eam
…………….-ing
till we touch nose
to nose
and the world goes
still,,
breaths becoming breaths
again, separating,
slow.

my moon dog—
say her name three times
and maybe she won’t
explode,

laika
……..laika
…………….laika
she looks at her reflection
and walks away

i climbed a ladder into space
sent out a line and
caught her sputnik,
her little prison,
orbiting at terminal velocity
howling—
remembering—
(seven days and her food turns
poison),
and so i stage a rescue,
and we’ll see how it goes.

ALEXIS DIANO SIKORSKI is a queer Filipina-American dog mom floatiang around DFW, Texas, and all she wants is a really good massage. You can find her work in TERSE., Burning House Press, The Collapsar, Moonchild Magazine, Vagabond City, Bombus Press, Queen Mobs Teahouse, and more. She’s a bit melodramatic, reads way too much fanfiction, and likes looking out of airplane windows. There’s a 98% chance she’s daydreaming right now. @Sikorskidear