i hate this nowhere (as much as i hate your sex)

the women dump
water down drains

that do not exist.
oh daughters of being!

oh bird-faced ones!
you are but part of a dream

from which i cannot wake,
a parable in which my face

collapses in on itself,
becoming the cup

from which you would drink
were the water not poisoned

with lithium salts.

Daryl Sznyter received her MFA in poetry from The New School and her BA in creative writing from Pepperdine University. Previous and forthcoming publications include Word Fountain, Best American Poetry blog, Noble / Gas Qtrly, Bluestem Magazine and anthology Theories of HER. She currently resides in Dunmore, Pennsylvania.

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