
in 2014 sally hansen replaced its beloved pacific blue with a shimmery doppelgänger
of the original to the consternation of nail polish fans on instagram and makeupalley
that year a girl said jewel tones
couldn’t be smoky like
queer uniform wasn’t an oxymoron
a devoted winter i wore cobalt
wondered why women trusted
beauty guides insisting
via goethe that most people
of colour are winters but transitional
seasons get fucked anyway
now i’m supposed to choose a name
in chinese like it’s middle school
whether in language class
or on a forum roleplay
remember habbo hotel giggling
a room of 13-year-olds pretending
they’re just one & a little older
a dyadic encounter
when cyber meant tweens’
incumbent nomenclature
in 2004 burger king launched subservientchicken.com an early viral marketing campaign
featuring text commands hyperlinking to clips of a person in garters and a chicken suit
obviously we typed in sex
got a wagging finger not thrills
later summer basement laughter
stifled unlike the spread
thigh under that first skirt
black & baby-goth despite august
truth is the only
frying we did was vocal
these words by Jenna Jarvis were inspired by the work of Miza Coplin
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