Alexis Rhone Fancher is the author of How I Lost My Virginity To Michael Cohen and other heart stab poems (Sybaritic Press, 2014) and State of Grace: The Joshua Elegies (KYSO Flash Press, 2015). Find her poems in Best American Poetry 2016, Rattle, The MacGuffin, Slipstream, Wide Awake: Poets of Los Angeles, Chiron Review, Hobart, Cleaver, and elsewhere. A multiple Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee, Alexis is Poetry Editor of Cultural Weekly.
I dream there is hair in my food.
In the morning, my lover says, “Yes, there’s
a long hair in every dish you feed me.”
A strand of myself in every serving—
and he eats it like a condiment.
“Looks like the same m.o.,”
the detective says, examining our broken
pane, bent screen. “He likes you
I find myself alone in the kitchen, eating
rice I don’t remember cooking.
“When was the last time we had any fun?”
my lover sighs.
I mean, who are we when we
enter the Jacuzzi, and who are we
when we emerge?
I dream there is food in my hair.
And gum. And a switchblade.
“For the vast majority of people,”
my mother said, just before she died.
“The thing that’s going to kill you
is already on the inside.”