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Keeping Tabs

 

On my computer there are always dozens of them

hundreds even,

open and waiting to be opened

again

from silly shortcuts and apps the men in my life

keep installing.

They try to contain the flashes that shoot out from my body

that refuses to be organized—

to straighten my limbs, limp like my Pee Wee Herman

doll sitting, staring, on a shelf.

 

Yesterday I crossed his legs, left over right

and his heavy head tilted in the opposite direction

to counter the shift—

he still kept his balance.

 

What if my laptop is a Playhouse?

It’s mine isn’t it?

Heh! Ha ha ha haa haa!

 

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Janna Grace lives in a half-glass barn and her work has been published in The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Plastik Magazine, and Cut a Long Story, among others. She has pieces forthcoming in Eunoia and Ref Eft Review and she teaches writing at Rutgers University. Her debut novel will be published through Quill Press in 2019. For more, visit JannaLiggan.com

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