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Last Year We Were Rich as Fuck
Logan February
Writer of the Month


& our reflections had mad mouths
& isn't that the trouble with boys
like us we keep our love trapped in
our mouths everything was full
to bursting your left hand my right
hand blissfully glutted with lambs
& milk we had each other & didn't love
our mothers because they didn't
know what we were you kissed me
I kept the flowers under my tongue
                           I prayed & I prayed
for a new lover but quietly so you thought
I was pious as a young turtledove
the psychologist calls this your
projection whereas I say it was simply
a heat in my undone noose simply a trip
there were white feathers everywhere &
just like that
                           you thought we were blessed
imagine that me just like you opening my secret
thing for God to see isn't that the joke of the year

Logan February is a happy-ish Nigerian owl who likes pizza & typewriters. He is Co-Editor-In-Chief of The Ellis Review, and a book reviewer at Platypus Press' the Wilds. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Raleigh Review, Yemassee, Wildness, Glass, Tinderbox, and more. He is the author of How to Cook a Ghost (Glass Poetry Press, 2017), Painted Blue with Saltwater (Indolent Books, 2018) & Mannequin in the Nude (PANK Books, 2019). Say hello on Instagram & Twitter @loganfebruary.