Meghann Boltz is a poet living in Buffalo, NY. She recently completed an MA in Creative Writing: Poetry at the University of East Anglia and has work forthcoming in Cosmonauts Avenue and the anthology My Next Heart: New Buffalo Poetry.

2 poems by Meghann Boltz

Commercials Get Me Sweaty About Death


 

in a shallow ditch filled with limbs I open a can of worms answer the cordless phone  

scream: We don’t want your kind, Anne Sexton!  

 

the grass is teething & only has faith in snails.






 

Live Girls


 

i’m a joke

 

a laugh

 

a hoot

 

a five cent peep show

 

without a single chirp

 

my curtain’s stuck &

 

the slot sticks

 

no one can slide their coin in

 

feeling bad the Plexiglas®

 

asks me to dance

 

i do

 

but the regret comes quickly

 

now i’m done there’s

 

nowhere for either of us to go

 

it’s awkward after that

 

i chew glitter just to stay

 

awake & hope its sharp edges

 

take my edge off too

 

the harsh of the sharp is alert

 

& silvery

 

it makes me reel

 

i close my eyes & pretend

 

i’m plastic like my shoes

 

my cheap

 

plastic

 

magic shoes that give me

 

an en pointe upright arch &

 

wishbone legs that splay

 

i’m my own modern day Barbie®

 

just without the Dreamhouse®

 

or the fast pink car or

 

the sexless man

 

who only wants to hold hands

 

but i’ve got things she doesn’t

 

like the downtown train  

 

& this broken box

 

where even the window

 

leers at me