The AC/DC Dark -for “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”
In my fully charged battery life youth, my bedroom blazes nightlight electric, my nursery rhyme records spin twilight warped, the gorilla’s cymbals clash a flat brass tune, the ACDC dark is spastic matchbox ultra bright. Outside, the sky is a hot sour super jawbreaker, outside, the wind cries nova soft.
Genelle is a 2015 MFA Writing and Poetics graduate of Naropa University. Genelle's first chapbook is Fallout, Saints and Dirty Pictures (little m Press, 2011). Genelle's work has been published or is forthcoming in WT Paterson’s The Asylum, Former People: A Journal of Bangs and Whimpers, Menacing Hedge, Futures Trading, Crack the Spine, Weirderary, Dirty Chai, Third Wednesday, The Fem, Crab Fat Magazine, Door is a Jar, Five 2 One, Bombay Gin, Calaveras Station, Late Peaches: Poems by Sacramento Poets and others. Genelle has hosted Red Night Poetry series in Sacramento California.
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