DRECK

STELLA GLEITSMAN

WHALE TAIL BLUBBER

Hot young pussy
Enrobed pussy
Pussy that’s seen
Construction
Wells of sludge
The yeast river
Fresh
From the grave
How gobstopper
How branch bender
How dance measure
Fingernail canker
Miles and miles
Of swarming garbage
Forming larvae
Deep in her guts
Grazing her grange
Her outhouse cocoon
Classic linen
Sandwich liner
Glass shard kitten
Fire ants
Bleeding it rank
I in-wheeze the stank
Drown in her squirt
Melt at her knees
Caked in lip gloss sewage,
Two raccooning goats


NO ONE CAN SEE IT

And nobody
Can really
See the fat girl cry…
She’s just like
A giant blue dot…
Solid indigo…
About to burst…
You can see it,
When focusing,
At the edge of
The oval…
The dynamite…
It wretches until it
Can’t
Sing anymore…
And then it bursts…
But yeah I mean
No one really
Sees it…
The tears…
They can smell them though.
Underneath their skull
They smell it as it
Comes to them
In a smog
That's shaped
Like a fat
Eye. The eye is also blue
and detailed and
Has little roses
Made out of eyeliner
Surrounding it
Little bush thorns
Circling it
The fat girl
Is like a giant
VAT
Of pop rocks.
Sticky and
Slick and
So shiny and
Painful to the touch.
Painful against the tongue…
When you lick her
You taste her tears
But
You can't make them out fully
No one can see her
Cry
You can just see blue
You can just say ‘Ouch’
When you finally finish
Hammering your tongue
Against her cheek
That looks like
The big hand
That fell off a
Tortoise
That was going home
To rest
After a
Long day
Of breaking
Water
Against
Its shell


MOTHER MIND

Under billow
Under ransom
I was pulse light
I was Mother Mind
I
Made you look

Poetics ribs
Ribatures
I think
All in the body
Roiling under
Bleeds through
Orange crock
Rubbing arch
A poet breathes and then
A rug is raveled
I lived in
Marsh hole
Hundred Country
Maybe then I was
Lisp
Maybe then
Life is rod
Life is rover
Life is my lover
Life crushes me

Stella Gleitsman is a poet from the Lower East Side of Manhattan. A recent graduate of Pratt’s BFA Writing program, their poetry focuses on an intersection between trash, nature, and bodies. They currently volunteer as a zine librarian for ABC No Rio and have forthcoming poems in Issue 02 of Cheeks Magazine and Issue 03 of Tough Poets Review.