supposedly fish
Kathleen Hellen

came when she called them
beyond the swerve of his perspective

beyond the nether reaches walled by Will
expressionless … remote … (see Delvaux)

washed up fully formed on cinematic shores (see Disney)
mere-made drunken sailors sea (see ancient geeks)

she’s hip-bumping to she’s ugly! (see Jimmy Soul)
a scrambled mess of i-can’t-help-myself

these multiplying in the breach these egged into existence
these up from his ejaculations (see Cher in the kitchen of time-being)

Kathleen Hellen's collections include Meet Me at the Bottom, The Only Country Was the Color of My Skin, and Umberto’s Night, the prize winner from Washington Writers’ Publishing House, and two chapbooks, The Girl Who Loved Mothra and Pentimento. Featured on Poetry Daily and Verse Daily, her work is widely published in such journals as Arts & Letters, Bluestem, Bodega, Cimarron Review, Colorado Review, Massachusetts Review, New Letters, Nimrod, North American Review, Prairie Schooner, Salamander, Subtropics, The Sycamore Review, West Branch, Witness, World Literature Today, and elsewhere. Hellen’s awards include prizes from the H.O.W. Journal and Washington Square Review.


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