Dangerous Complicity* every stripper She’d ever tipped, near tripped over, second sipped & double dipped her nose against getting glitter thicked turning away when they try to tell Her over the bump n-grind of Snakebite or Welcome to the Jungle or Pony or At Last their cradle-names —lest they ask of Her , the same
OYSTER BED TO ZYMURGY She began in aphrodisiac & e -volved into; this this is what it means to be the lost in colostrum luminous liminal ; eggplant split & cabbage surrender to deer hands grip a neck as if a wheel shall the meek still inherit Earth? leaves suckle the ultraviolet fingertips of the algebra stoned-bored sun: plasma as godwine cones shadow-thirsty while through the alien carved rows of jagged husked ears, a hay ride bumping along barbarous the roses, once She began to crawl
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
LGBTQ+ writer, NEA and MacDowell Fellow, and former Key West Poet Laureate, Flower Conroy is the author of “Snake Breaking Medusa Disorder” (winner of the Stevens Manuscript Competition) and “A Sentimental Hairpin” (a Small Press Distribution Bestseller). Her poetry will/has appeared in American Poetry Review, New England Review, Prairie Schooner, Michigan Quarterly Review and others.