Μ𝓪𝕟𝐢ᑕ ⓈẸ𝓧 𝐢𝕟 ᑎ𝔸丅𝓊ｒє

I wish I could get that boy pregnant
baby-trap him like a seahorse

The female seahorse comes home after a long day at work at her dead end desk job with a five o’ clock shadow she loosens her tie and beats her pathetic little seahorse husband to the ground while the child he birthed shakes in the corner
sorry I just found out seahorses are monogamous and stick with their partners for life or at least long periods of time and it kind of ruined my day

I was thinking today that all sex is rape.

In “nature” it certainly is. but are we not in nature right now? are we not animals too? I also want to eat grass just to throw it up. I want to fly without a thought in my head.
I’m so fucking jealous of seagulls. I think of ducks and cats with their corkscrew and barbed penises respectively.

I wish I could fuck that boy with a mangled penis like that. Or at least take him to Disney World.

I think of ducks holding their partner-slash-victim’s head under the water even to the point of death in the time it takes to wind the corkscrew and spill their seed I think of the 360p video I was shown in 11th grade of one cat sticking its barbed penis in another cat, its scream horrific and unforgettable.

but damn have I not too screamed like that from unforgettable sex? begged for you to hold my neck and force my head under? not love, fine, that word is too euphemistic for this poem anyway, whatever that was– whatever pleasure I could grasp onto in the pain?

okay, I get it now. * looks to all of the ducks and cats of the world and winks * you go girl!!!

Campbell Dukes (they/them) is a 24 year old slacker who likes to consume media and walk in nature. They studied English and Theater at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland, OH and are currently getting their Master of Fine Arts in Film and Television at SCAD Atlanta. Their work has been previously published in Bluebird Anthology and i2i zine.