THREE THINGS by SAMMI MELANDER
BUG CITY
most of the Acroprolandia is waste :: detritus now
the scents encroach
of poison :: citric
my eggs my eggs
need :: BUG CITY
sanctum of peat :: forest of urns
ant peoples :: in the salad of rhizome
HOT THORAX IN YOUR AREA
easy to find :: the one who will destroy us here
many carcasses already
strewn :: the twizzled grass
we know that it was not always so
the dirt :: and crappage
because the sun
MAGNECTITUDE :: a chemical ephemera
ultraviolet singing from plant but
when you fly to there :: nothing grows
here :: BUG CITY
exists that song abundance
that leaf to scrax :: to suck on
flowers with the singeing taste
a refugee specie in each
crimping fern leaf
brown bug :: STINK bug got stuck in the bee jar for 78 days and he was standing there the
whole time and every time we thought he was dead he just walked
today there is a log of mulch :: we scrax it
lost a leg :: near the bee jar
but we can still do our scooting dance
we can cat face these tomaters :: get our faces shitted
there is STINK smell on the dew :: sound of bone cracking
but we scuttle
at dark :: SCREAM
the sun :: the sun :: my eggs
limerick that came through the ghost box during our seance in the backrooms
I run the cartwheel gang for LGBT
I kind of serve banshee on LSD
Slenderman leaked nudes and I gotta see ‘em
I’m acting so unchaste at the wax museum
and Senator: you’re locked in here with me
Sammi Melander (she/her) is a 23 year-old debut writer and artist. She graduated with an honors BA in Creative Writing and Theatre, completing the third and final evolution of the Weird Girl. Her writing often explores themes of the mysticism of nature or the supernatural. She currently resides in Charlotte, eating hot chips to fuel her late-night writing sessions.