S’il vous plaie

by Palaces

Jon Tyson

partially after Rachael Crosbie.

I feel relief when I bleed—it’s that little piece of pleasure, the way it lifts up out of me like rising from a bed. I think I’d like it the same, you pushing down on my neck—please.

It’s a perfect cycle—it’s sex—that perfection, that tight in and out. It’s me, choking and sinking onto the night’s street. It’s you, smoking on all these bright shadows and weeping.

That sour, spoiled kiss: it broke my teeth.

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Palaces is Editor-in-Chief of Wrongdoing Magazine. She is the author of EROTECAY (LUPERCALIA Press, 2022) and Folktales for the Diseased Individual (2021) and has further work in Juked Magazine, Eclectica Magazine, Gingerbread House Magazine, BlazeVOX, Maudlin House, and many others. She has a BAH from Queen’s University. Find her at pascalepotvin.com or @pascalepalaces on Twitter.