Did you know that you can lose 150 calories an hour
by striking your head against the wall? You would think
I’d be skinny by now. My attempts to set things up so they
want to terminate me, are backfiring; like a glass packed
muffler. Pretending you want a job when you really don’t, is
like summer camp oatmeal. Gummy and lumpy.
It is a mask that needs to be doused in cat piss. Or
maybe stomped by a moose. I am really trying
to be a bad employee. Instead, I’m gummy and lumpy
in an office chair, at a cubicle, in a dreary building
filled with shifty echoes that distort certainty. Umami, is
spilled and it seems that the bucket to catch it has holes.
Sarah Rachael Johnnes was raised near New York City and currently resides in Eugene, Oregon. As an emerging poet, Sarah applies her photographic eye bringing visual sensibilities to her poetry. She is focused on capturing what is not typically seen, finding connection, beauty, and humor in common everyday moments — or moments that reflect decay or, pain and taboo subjects. Her work has appeared online Cathexis Northwest and Fauxmoir Literary Journal issue 11, Poetry Superhighway, RavensPerch and Red Ogre Review. A poem will be in the summer issue of Black Fox Literary Journal. Sarah is working on a collection of poems.
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