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Girlhood Gothic

By Daliah Angelique

we are petty girltime criminals,
all guts and guile,
all schoolyard blood pacts
and slumber party rituals,
queens of our dilapidated hospice town,
precocious and feral.

your yellow mothball house
four houses down and across from mine.
do you remember?
on Tuesdays you climb through my window,
fill the room with skunk weed stink
and cotton candy body spray
swiped from the pharmacy.
you always tease me
for my cluttered shelf of Breyer Horses,
and i forgive you because
i know you like my own shadow,
have memorized your freckles
and chipped teeth like a prayer

balance me on your handlebars
and take me down to that old pink chapel,
where we learned cats cradle
among the soggy bibles.do you remember?
my pink sinew elastic around your fingers,
your body like a fresh grave,
warm and alkaline,
holy and breathless.

i once wrote
till death do us part
in your yearbook,
but you’re
not
here


Daliah Angelique is a lesbian poet chronicling memory, trauma, and queer joy. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Oyster River Pages, Off-Menu Press, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Spilt Milk, Anti-Heroin Chic, and NTCH Mag. She lives with her wife in Maple Valley, Washington. You can find her work on Instagram.

E.T. In Florida

By Daliah Angelique

they gut the corpse of the ferris wheel
from the defunct Toys “R” Us in Times Square
and excavate the smiling
licensed* characters from their metal tomb
and gift the iconic crew
to a non-profit resort in Florida.
the resurrected characters
will play again
to the delight of sick,
healed or healing
children** and their families.

*due to copyright reasons, E.T. must remain hidden from sight. You can still see the misshapen mass of his alien body from within the giant Christmas stocking beside Geoffrey the Giraffe.

**Corporate is sure that the weekly holiday parade is a welcome opportunity to explain intellectual property and lawsuits to your convalescent child.


Daliah Angelique is a lesbian poet chronicling memory, trauma, and queer joy. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Oyster River Pages, Off-Menu Press, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Spilt Milk, Anti-Heroin Chic, and NTCH Mag. She lives with her wife in Maple Valley, Washington. You can find her work on Instagram.

Red Rover

By Daliah Angelique

in 6th grade
i ran into the girl’s fist
Because we were playing red rover
and her laughter came so easy
and i was fawn legged and tongue tied

my mom was always complaining
that i never paid attention
but the problem was i did:
to the outline of training bras beneath t-shirts
and i’s dotted with tiny hearts 
and glossed lips
and the exact moments in Super Smash Bros.
i needed to pause and tilt the camera 
to see up Peach’s dress

in 6th grade
i ran into the girl’s fist
because it was the only way i could
touch her


Daliah Angelique is a lesbian poet chronicling memory, trauma, and queer joy. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Oyster River Pages, Off-Menu Press, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Spilt Milk, Anti-Heroin Chic, and NTCH Mag. She lives with her wife in Maple Valley, Washington. You can find her work on Instagram.