2 poems

by Kyla Jamieson

Kyla Jamieson lives and relies on the unceded territories of the Musqueam, Skwxwú7mesh, and Tsleil-Waututh First Nations. Her work has appeared in Poetry Is Dead, SAD Mag, Room Magazine, and ELLE Canada, and online for Montecristo, VICE, and GUTS Canadian Feminist Magazine. Her debut chapbook is forthcoming with Rahila’s Ghost Press in Spring 2019. Find her at kylajamieson.tumblr.com or on a rock next to a river.

MY SUMMER GOAL WAS TO DRINK MORE SLURPEES

AND I FAILED

 

^

 

the sky was part

blue here today

it felt like a first

i took a photo to show you

it had that Eileen Myles

Instagram feel

but i’m no Eileen

i didn’t send it

my body short circuits

its memory refreshes

weekly forgets

how to be happy or loved

what never feels new

again is a dick

there’s only one

first-time feeling per dick

it’s the saddest thing

 

^

 

the sky was only part

blue but so what

i couldn’t remember

the last time

my face was dry

all day in this city

were you still here

i walked quickly

not trying to get

out of anything

at a light i waited

and felt wet

between my legs

i hadn’t thought

of you for blocks

was i wet for the day

i think so

 

^

 

i really like writing

poems to you

by that i mean

i’ve written two

including this one

Adèle says the epistolary

is a space

where we project

ourselves onto others

so i guess i like

projecting onto you

maybe it’s the closest

i’ll get to coming

on someone’s face

like a dude

I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THE FUTURE SINCE MY ONLY

LIMITS ARE IMAGINED

 

THERE IS ARTIFICIAL GRASS HERE

BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT I’VE BEEN SMOKING

LIKE ALL GREAT MILLENNIAL VISIONARIES

I AM CAVING UNDER THE WEIGHT OF MY AMBITIONS

MY GRANDMA SAYS LIFE IS A GIMMICK

I GOOGLE VIRGIN-WHORE DICHOTOMY PLUS ‘INTELLECTUAL’

HOW TO DEFINE EVIL WITHOUT CAPITALISM

WHAT EVEN IS NORMAL

HOW VALUABLE OPTOMETRISTS WILL BE

DURING THE APOCALYPSE I AM NOT READY FOR

THE UNENDING APPLAUSE AT THAT ONE POINT

IN TRUMP’S ADDRESS TO CONGRESS

WAS GRUESOME

WHEN WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN