Seranina and I named the cactuses sitting in the clinic windowsill. Sammy, Jeremy, Rainy, Rainbow, Sunshine, Shark, Snark, Sid, Silver, Snick. Snick has googly eyes. The rest do not. Seranina complains of favoritism, but I do not like Snick better than her. She is not a cactus. I will not compare people to cactuses, just as I will not compare apples to oranges, though apples juice better. Seranina does not know how to juice. Seranina thinks we should plant an orange tree. Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I repotted Seranina. I think it would end in a head injury, Possibly with Snick up my nose. Seranina is the one who plays favorites— She always says that if she was going to beat someone up with a cactus, Snick would be the best one to do it with.
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JORDAN DAVIDSON
Jordan is a student at Yale University majoring in Applied Physics and Witchcraft. The mixture is confusing to her, as well. Her work has previously been published in Outlander Zine, Body Without Organs, and Aster Lit, among others.