Beyond the fruit was a hose and boys.
Obviously they’d done this a thousand times.
I touched the wrist of my hand— I couldn’t
bear the smell of flowers that said,
something about choice and my own head.
From pages 112-114 of Of Love and Evil by Anne Rice (Anchor Books, 2010).
I was boyish
like how we appear
will always be
governed by the body.
of personal history shaved
and dressed in desire.
I couldn’t comprehend
I enjoy being visible.
From pages 176-177 of Of Love and Evil by Anne Rice (Anchor Books, 2010).
Monica Rico is the author of Twisted Mouth of the Tulip (Red Paint Hill Publishing, 2017). She lives in Michigan and writes at www.slowdownandeat.com.