mortal kombat

by mira gonzalez from i will never be beautiful enough to make us beautiful together

i am thinking about those tiny clams that bury themselves under wet

sand at the beach

i identify with the tiny clams

i want to bury myself under wet sand

my cat is giving me a disapproving look

i pick up my cat and forcibly hug her

my cat meows loudly and jump-kicks me as she runs away

i think i would like to be a cat

i want someone to forcibly hug me

i want to jump-kick them and run away

i begin to count how many people i have had sex with in my life

i say out loud:

‘i don’t care about the people i’ve had sex with. i like being alone.

being with other people is tiring’

i am talking to myself

‘mira is talking to herself’

i want to take a bath with all the lights off

the couple that lives next door are yelling at each other again

i feel happy that my neighbors have a relationship that is important

enough to yell about