Tag: Itzi
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Marlboro Marlboro (Poem by Alexandra Itzi)
Marlboro Marlboro Where are you hiding tonight my curled fingers Search out feeling like briny brackish seaweed The nightstand with its crumpled dollar bill the Offering Pay the tithe Urging urging the tickle in the back of my throat like too much Too much candy maybe how it was growing up the corner store Those…
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ItNothing (Poem by Alexandra Itzi)
“No.” “But I—“ “I said no.” There was a slam, a bang, and then a sigh. That’s how the story started, and also how it ended. She looked down at his body, at the crooked bend of his neck. She peeked into the crater of flesh, at the bored-out hole in his skull.…
El Portal Literary Journal 