Special



hemmed & frayed

sipping coffee

in a big red car

by the corn field



Hold my face

  hold it in your hands

and say:



Special



yours recalls

somewhere sacred

early 2000s mall

escalators winding

slow over fountains

glass elevators

jutting nowhere



Special



well, here we are so

take me in the back

where they keep

things refrigerated

little cornichons,

ingredients for the



Special



get this

    I think

I’ve got it down:



wandering is luck

Luck is hard red nails

tapping on a tabletop

counters are slippery

where they shouldn’t be

perversions take place

at the end of a sentence

or in bright white sheets





what’s a mnemonic device 



what’s a mnemonic device

for remembering people love you



that mistakes are broken currency

formed in dust bunnies under the bed



and most times when people say



“you have an eyelash, make a wish”



it is actually an eyebrow hair

and

would it count just the same? 



Christina Svenson is a poet from Panama living in Oakland, California. 
@angelbyshaggy (instagram)
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