REMEMBER that time I    flick   wrote something on your    flick   hand as you were leaving and   flick   you said why are you writing on my  flick  hand and I didn’t say Anything   but just kept   flick   kept inking your hand into   flick   constellations   that caused a riot in your blood   match  you have no clear recollection of when   flick   my mouth became a pack of matches and    flick    you lit my     flick     you lit my mouth   flick  you lit my mouth with your mouth  flick  and turned into the brightest flash  burn  of carbon  denouement

Michelle Sinsky is an interdisciplinary artist and MFA in Writing candidate at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Her work has appeared recently in Everyday Genius, Midwestern Gothic, elimae, Red Lightbulbs, Metazen, ANOBIUM, and in collaborative works at the Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago and Academy of Fine Arts, Prague. She reads for Gigantic Sequins Literary Journal, translates French, and works, among other places, as an arts criticism editor and contributor. She co-edits the forthcoming journal Matter Monthly.

I Turned Into Bright Carbon! I Became for You a Diamond!
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