the pilgrim’s progesterone
do you think you’re so witty and charming!
i think i’m fucking annoying!
and also obsessed with fucking tragically
and also also talking incessantly
why don’t you try praying incessantly!
why don’t you match your heartbeat to your fucking?
the furniture was unhappy
my future seemed to spring forward from my mind without consent
i ducked, thinking i could tear range into the plan
but the axis was holding
on one side, debt
on the other, permission
the poets with permission went to bed
the ones with debt went to parties
they “carried” their bodies wherever they went
i kept on love trucking
ramming my love into every moment
because it was the only control i could reach
we take “breaks” from our regularly scheduled roads
i went to bed wet without coming
and you know what? that was fine
i wanted to be touched like a painting behind glass
in the bed of the truck we piled blankets
cabernet so vague
meaning is imminent
Emily Bark Brown
Emily Bark Brown is a poet from Mobile, Alabama and Brooklyn, New York. They co-edit Hot Pink, an online poetry magazine, and co-host a reading series in public spaces in Brooklyn. Their chapbook, Welcome to August, came out from The Year in August 2025.