Personals

 
me: slowly dying from smoke inhalation.
 
                   you: a ghost
 
me: seeking someone, anyone to bring me a smoothie spinach, plain yogurt, strawberry, extra pineapple just like shove a whole pineapple in there
 
and blend it up with some ice
 
                   you: a literal pineapple
 
me: calling my mom, saying I am so exhausted emotionally, but also the regular way, like it’s so heavy and,
 
                   you: drinking coffee from a teacup, floating in the pool
 
me: drinking   you, accidentally participating in an immersive ad experience
 
                    you: a guide to facing my demons
 
                   the other definition of alien is always
 
                   the first one you’ll remember
 
me: a demon
 
                      you: also a demon, ready to be faced
 
me: in love with fucked up fake alien cultures
 
                   you: there is always something new    
 
                   that sounds likes your snores, like wolves
 
                   on tv made in a sound room or construction
 
                   crews with chainsaws or the cat’s snores or
 
                   another sound
 
me: a chainsaw
 
                   you: m4m
 
me: a ghost
 
 
 

Originally from central Florida, MJ Santiago currently lives and works in New York. Their work has appeared in Reservoir Lit, Heavy Feather Review, and No, Dear Magazine. Their first chapbook, baby knife, is forthcoming from tenderness, yea in April 2018.