by Margaret Yapp
Margaret Yapp is from Iowa. She lives and works in Minneapolis. Find her on Twitter and Instagram @bigbabymarg.
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What are those flowers
like waxy door knobs that don’t open
til ants chew up the sugar. Well I am
in my hometown feeling a little lonely
hoping to run into someone. An old friend
named X who got the same tattoo as me
but insisted hers was different
for a reason I can’t remember. I don’t
talk to X much anymore
because she built up seven stories
of cardboard boxes for her cats. Last April
I went to Dublin and ate caviar
with my grandma. My grandma
told me they’re called peonies
and the ant thing is a myth.
Peonies are just drunk and want attention.
Why did we go to Ireland to eat caviar. Caviar
reminds me of when X got an abortion
she told me her abortion
looked like two little fish eggs
in a very big pool of blood.
Two eggs and blood
sausage is what well-adjusted people eat in Ireland.
X told me about the abortion
like I would know what to do
but I didn’t. Maybe now I would be able
to say something extremely wise.
Like when I met a hot guy
then immediately googled him
to discover he published a dumb
poem in The Nation.
To which I said sometimes
it’s a relief to simply get rid of an option.
Please bring me to a casino in the middle of nowhere
to see what happens in a place where nothing is
embarrassing anymore. My backup horoscope app calls this life
The Loner’s Path / I’m just seeking
absolutely any working hot tub. Rebound off keep in touch /
please whistle me to sleep from across the bedroom.
I don’t care about anything /
I only wanna be about the moon.
A bald eagle flies outside the window
nowhere close to her Oneota nest / I ask my phone
does that mean something / backup horoscope app answers
Dear God, Please Shut Up About Birds.
Do you realize I was born during a flood / get off
on pretending this has meaning too /
when flood water busts empty space /
emptiness inevitable return / return / return / returns hot /
what do I want most out of this loner’s path?
For example dancing
in the casino parking lot / next to sudden-death
soybeans. Mostly I wanna
drive home alone. Almost on empty.