The Rail
Fiction, nonfiction, and poetry from our favorite emerging writers
ice storm, power outage, rear window water weight too much to bear / limbs snapping like bone like brittle like a bite / fall or bellyflop or widow-make onto an suv that’s not mine / but i’m watching / waiting for the other to drop / any awake late like me / candlelit and torched and watching / waiting / moving cars / moving to car to charge / dead phones like mine / seen unto each other like for the first time / literally for the first time / smokers insomniacs new-parents nocturnals light-sleepers / every-day-like-it’s doomsday-preppers / the howling dog who usually only howls during daylight / wind howling / waiting / trees cracking like sleep-crusted eyelids / watching / just neighborly things Eggs Styrofoam carton menstrual cup, dime-a-dozen pink tax There’s a warrant out for my womb now Felony-flavored edible underwear Thank god I’m not a mother and I can eat my young Scrambled in a petri dish across state lines Or fried with a red-hot coat hanger wire at home Have you heard the rooster’s call? Sitting on my egg like a toadstool Look me in the eyes and freeze Kylie Ayn Yockey (she/her) is a queer creative with a BA in Creative Writing & Literature. Her work has appeared in literary publications such as Prismatica Magazine, Meow Meow Pow Pow, Glyph Magazine, honey & lime, Butter Press, and Capulet Mag. She's edited for Glyph, The Louisville Review, Ink & Voices, and is poetry editor for Blood Tree Literature. Her full publication history and art can be found at www.kylieaynyockey.com.
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