Four Poems by Melissa Broder

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Fantasies of Privacy


Have I ever thought that I am evil and I want too much?

No, I am going to make a man pork chops and the chops will be

a cinema of compassion. Then what of that piggy?

I am writing no promises on any walls, I want to be

beholden to no creature, responsible for no breed, I am

a number and I did not ask to be bred, I never said

dream a little dream of me that was your very own volition.

I do not know the you of whom I speak. But I have an asshole

that must be kept clean and it is enough of a punishment.

Four Poems by Melissa Broder

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