Jennifer H. Fortin

from We Lack in Equipment & Control


Call me placed like accident. Vial brine done done. Verify accident & nature name. Remains balm, agree the dusty rose dress, high-collared. Prop her, the hair done. Bone smarts the dusty risen into rebreathing. Don't worry about not being able to move or fall off. We'll have a long talk after this. It was colder rather than motorcade. Maybe wed, a side to whose. Get a cramp & drive suggestion. The cod intimated to table. She a pillar to the service. He, no one is as comfortable as no one looks. The looking the most influenced & therefore comfortable, agoraphobic flight from manipulation. I nostalgic eat, underwater mesh a regular cut from behind. Concerto in rethought, tendentious upon tendentious. When finally safe & effective, only a few behind thee & gaining. For I would approach blame toward the liable image. Tautological murder comes to mind. A volunteer force dives to the floor, retrofitted breathing apparatus the carriage in these parts.






from We Lack in Equipment & Control


Not my task to keep track, who’s upright

I like track fire, overtaken apartment

complex, near-ranch conditions

There’s a symmetry that thrums but is virtuoso

Which proves I'll be okay or great, even in February