I love a man who can dance to anything. Come on, scream. Scream with me. Everything inside me feels wild. I held it under my tongue for as long as I could. Counted, one, two, three, four, five. Spin me right outside and into the moonlight. Nicotine turned our fingernails into glowing yellow crescents. My body feels like velvet. Come on, touch me, touch me. Only you and I know that hazy blue of pre-dawn. In the morning, we will become something else entirely.
Mea Cohen’s work has appeared in West Trade Review, Harpur Palate, OKAY Donkey, Big Whoopie Deal, Barely South Review, and more. In 2024, she was nominated for best micro-fiction. She earned her MFA in creative writing and literature from Stony Brook University, where she was a Contributing Editor for The Southampton Review. She is the Founder and Editor in Chief for The Palisades Review.
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