POETRY / Jetlag is a choice. / Julia Rapp
Taylor Swift is chugging beer after Travis Kelce
put his hands on his coach at the big game.
Travis Kelce is an artist who feels leather torpedoes.
Kisses them with lips red from Taylor Swift.
This is how Taylor Swift needs him— the honest ruin
of an old world man. She chugs her beer.
With the girlfriends and wives and Ice Spice.
When Taylor Swift was at the gym in Japan
she watched the muscled back of a man
moving up and down a heavy machine
made by other heavy machines for men.
Alone, she wants to write a song about the bland injustice.
How men design machines to make men stronger.
When she thinks of Travis.
His grunts and the marbled plastic of his biceps
enchant her into writing a new album, Left of My Heart.
Liberals promise it’s not part of their agenda
and Taylor Swift chugs a beer on her private jet.
Julia Rapp is a poet and songwriter who lives in Brooklyn, New York where she works as a writer. Julia’s work has been featured in Chaotic Merge, 45th Parallel, Foreign Lit, Angle Magazine, and Busan Beat. Her work explores intimacy, friendship, identity, and love in all its forms. She received her MFA in Creative Writing from Saint Mary’s College of California. You can find her on social media @jujujulife, and on Spotify under the artist name Julia Rapp.