They lie to her like the collective moisture of an expensive skin cream. Wrinkles should be seen as wisdom trails. Here, she’s just aging. They don’t know what to do with her yet. They work on her mind and she takes the pills, every night. Her body, a resistant and temporary relic. Most of them are baffled that she doesn’t suspect. She’s the last wheel on a crappy unicycle. They water her, vitamin her, isolate her, overextend her, drain her energy from blue to red, sleep her, deprive her, blind her, take away her skills, but every month she still bleeds. They don’t know yet if they should breed her. What’s important is they still can, mother her until nothing computes.
Sarah Lilius is the author of four chapbooks, including GIRL (dancing girl press, 2017), and Thirsty Bones (Blood Pudding Press, 2017). Her work can be found in Luna Luna Magazine, Pithead Chapel, Menacing Hedge and other places. She lives in Arlington, VA with her husband and two sons. Her website is sarahlilius.com.