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Playing Dress-Up

By Jess Meoni

Can I force myself to coexist?
Smile dryly while we reminisce
about follies and counterfeit experience?
Open my mouth, unhinge this kiss, detach my jaw,
let the desperation crawl out from the depths
of petty quips, a lack of definite intent.
Excuse me while I interject.
This skeleton of words and wit
has made a specimen transmit
a conversation laid to rest.

Jess Meoni is a graphic designer and community activist from Scranton. She is the editor of Ruthless Zine, a monthly rock n’ roll inspired publication as well as A Rocky Glen of the Mind, a poetry collection. She is the organizer of the Scranton Zine Fest, an annual art and literature festival, Grrrls Night, a women’s-only mic night, and a contributor of NEPA Scene.

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Misplaced

By Jess Meoni

You seemed to have misplaced my heart in some enchanted tetris.
At just as arm’s length,
you’ll reach,
and we become electric spools of spinning thread.
Gilded, relentless.
Hands, wrapping around my body.
Words, wrapping around my throat.
At just an arm’s length,
I’ll reach,
and I become an optical illusion,
an ever-changing kaleidoscope.
Colors contorting,
my perception absorbing
into the pores of my skin,
into the depths of my eyes,
into the grip of my hands.
Layers upon layers lost in translation,
an insecure friendship bordering sedation.
Hands, wrapping around my body.
Words, wrapping around my throat.
The silence is disarming,
the distance is crawling
in between the lines in my face,
in the steps I retrace,
in the heart you misplaced
when you met me.

Jess Meoni is a graphic designer and community activist from Scranton. She is the editor of Ruthless Zine, a monthly rock n’ roll inspired publication as well as A Rocky Glen of the Mind, a poetry collection. She is the organizer of the Scranton Zine Fest, an annual art and literature festival, Grrrls Night, a women’s-only mic night, and a contributor of NEPA Scene.

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