Graffiti Artists

By Andrea L. Fry

The authorities will start with shame—the lecture on personal property
as if it would reform. But not even close—the claim of ownership is as alien
to ghost writers, as the acceptance of defacement is to those who own.  

But how persistent, how alive the calling card! Yesterday, the overpass
was grey and mournful in the sleet. Today it’s neon orange, bedazzled
in fun fonts, spiky electric blue shapes like speech bubbles in comics.


It’s hard not to smile at exuberance. That treacherous cliff behind
Friendly’s? They washed it in purple, then sent a red zigzag down
the rockface, chubby letters cartwheeling into a vermillion pool of LOVE.

But who are these stealthy anarchists? How do they shimmy up with cans,
spray billows of perfect clouds while dangling like spiders from a thread?
I can only dream of such courage. I’ve spent my life trying to get a mortgage.

If I ever do, I wonder if I’ll join the owners, put up a fence of cypress trees,
install a rumbling garage door capable of decapitating trespassers?
When “Stoney Creek Road” was changed to “Stoned Creek Road,”

my father used it as a teaching moment on vandalism—he must have heard
us chuckling in the back. I can’t help but root for these mischief artists.
And how injurious is their havoc, when governments dispense with lives

as casually as these sprayers paint a rock? They say King Charles III
owns 1/6 the surface area of the planet. Imagine waking up in a London
fog to a golden dispatch stretched across Westminster Bridge: 

Text reading Who sez? Who sez? Who sez?


Andrea Fry has published two collections of poetry, The Bottle Diggers, in 2017 (Turning Point Press) and Poisons & Antidotes (Deerbrook Editions) in 2021. Her poems have appeared or will appear in journals such as Alaska Quarterly ReviewAnnals of Internal Medicine,Barrow StreetCimarron Review, Spoon River Poetry Review, Stanford Literary ReviewThe Sun, and Women’s Review of Books among others. She has been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize. Andrea is freshly retired from her career as an oncology nurse practitioner and lives in Brookline, MA with her husband and two comical felines. Visit her website at andrealfry.com.

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Birthday Wishes

By Phoenix Ning

 

Sixteen-year-old person of color desires escape from this inferno
where dark-skinned individuals burn, and alabaster spectators
cheer from the sidelines, popping confetti guns and feeding
oil to ancient flames while claiming to be long-awaited saviors.

Eighteen-year-old student desires world history classes with curriculums
that celebrate African kingdoms, Indigenous empires, and South Asian cultures;
textbooks that condemn armor-clad imperialists stripping gowns of freedom;
articles that honor revolutionaries whose empty pockets did not silence their shouting.

Twenty-three-year-old woman desires to shatter the chains created
by men who think all girls are moons trapped by their gravity,
males who believe themselves to be suns instilling life into
fragile females who must offer their bodies as tokens of gratitude.

Twenty-year-old lesbian desires to taste the sweet wine of love
and cavort in inebriated glory with the woman whose gentle touch
sparks wildfires in her heart frozen by acerbic remarks fired by toxic relatives
when she turns her head away from men and smiles at her rough-hewn ladylove.

 


Phoenix Ning is a twenty-year-old Chinese writer of sapphic antiheroines and queer found families. She is currently a senior studying human-computer interaction. When not writing, she can be found watching C-Dramas and penning raps. A fierce advocate of diversity in media, she hopes that her audience will feel empowered after reading her words or listening to her songs. Learn more at ladyphoenixning.com.

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