Meghann Boltz is a poet living in Buffalo, NY. She recently completed an MA in Creative Writing: Poetry at the University of East Anglia and has work forthcoming in Cosmonauts Avenue and the anthology My Next Heart: New Buffalo Poetry.
2 poems by Meghann Boltz
Commercials Get Me Sweaty About Death
in a shallow ditch filled with limbs I open a can of worms answer the cordless phone
scream: We don’t want your kind, Anne Sexton!
the grass is teething & only has faith in snails.
Live Girls
i’m a joke
a laugh
a hoot
a five cent peep show
without a single chirp
my curtain’s stuck &
the slot sticks
no one can slide their coin in
feeling bad the Plexiglas®
asks me to dance
i do
but the regret comes quickly
now i’m done there’s
nowhere for either of us to go
it’s awkward after that
i chew glitter just to stay
awake & hope its sharp edges
take my edge off too
the harsh of the sharp is alert
& silvery
it makes me reel
i close my eyes & pretend
i’m plastic like my shoes
my cheap
plastic
magic shoes that give me
an en pointe upright arch &
wishbone legs that splay
i’m my own modern day Barbie®
just without the Dreamhouse®
or the fast pink car or
the sexless man
who only wants to hold hands
but i’ve got things she doesn’t
like the downtown train
& this broken box
where even the window
leers at me