Dear Believer or Something Adjacent
after Bianca Stone’s “Dear Sir or Madam”
I left your brain on the side of the house.
His folds pungent
but I saw the flowers.
There was no ledge to hoist myself onto.
I am no coward.
My spirit of living is dead,
but my love of flies on a body—
I can’t tell you
how happy I am. We are all only this.
We are seized by thought,
maimed into realization by creation,
degraded by the Father and the Son,
thrown up by the putrescence,
bludgeoned by the carcass.
Bridget Brown is a fourth-year BA/MA English adolescence education major and Spanish minor at SUNY Fredonia. She resides in Buffalo, NY with her muse, Hades the German Shepherd. Her work has previously been featured in Fredonia’s literary magazine, The Trident.