This Is How Two Women Have Sex
By Emily Blair. This poem appears in Boshemia Magazine: Technology & the Sublime and in her collection We Are Birds by Dancing Girl Press.
this is how two women have sex [i]
I wear galoshes.
She holds a thickly woven net
between her hands & asks
if I know how to play cats in the cradle.
I tell her, much like hopscotch & jacks,
that’s a fake-ass game our grandparents made up
so we could entertain ourselves
solitarily.
She calls me petulant.
Maybe she’s right.
Maybe the net between her hands is clitoris
or I am swordfish
or without purpose
we float on some boat once named ship
we once pulled with long oars
toward whales breaching, beaching, waving
as if we knew them.