Alex Vigue

Preserved


Broken bottle wig
thrown on in jest
it made you look like a 15-year-old monster
the kind that whispers
terrible frequencies
into the jars that our bodies inhabit

the pressures collapse
more broken bottles
worn again as wigs
repeat and cut

you—grooved neck of my jar
dictating what enters my glass chassis

not a lid
if you were you were the kind with holes punctured
in the tin top

as children we’re told
putting holes in lids will keep the animals inside alive
animals need more than air
shaking the jar won’t bring them back to life





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we saved them
all onto a series
of chips: as big
as cities mega-
chips. we have
them all7
&
th3y 4re n0t
c0rrupt ;-4

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Alex Vigue is a poet and storyteller from Washington State. He has had work published in Phantom Drift, Jonathan, and Hermeneutic Chaos. He is the fiction editor for Dirty Chai Magazine and he can be found at alexvigue.wordpress.com



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