shitfaced

Lucie Pereira

you are spinning seasick in somebody’s bathroom
while the stars rearrange themselves.
you are walking to the bus stop in a symphonic dawn
and you are a sloshing liquid waiting to spill.
you are running through the park in the orange night
and you are a knife through every path, a hammer to
your own heartbeat, a blind animal echolocating.
you molotov stranger, you wouldn’t recognize a detonator
clutched in your lightning knuckles.

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Lucie Pereira (she/her) is a multiracial writer and educator. Her work has appeared in Sidereal Magazine, Honey Literary, the Hellebore, Yes Poetry, and Zone 3, among others. She lives in San Francisco, where she teaches creative writing at Children's After School Arts and Elder Writing Project.

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