Rexulti
by Grace Downey
Some evil microwave man is knocking
on my door. He speaks in radio waves
and he’s tapping out prophecies
with his left shoe. If I listen too closely
I’ll kiss static. Unscramble
that and I can learn the movements of
the deer through our woods and I can
track every hunter who sets foot
on our land. I can stop them if
I let him in.
Grace Downey is a writer based in the Midwest. Her writing explores personhood, monstrosity, and desire. You can find her online at graceadowney.com.