Car Horn, Siren Screech, BD Salvas
CW: stalking, gore
Twoheaded, a codependent predator,
The beast roars down the stillness.
Never heard of colorblindness,
only the distinction between
suffering and silence, and the natural beauty
of suburban streets at night.
Stares at my androgynous fur and pixie legs,
thinking of running me over, slows down
enough to pry open the anxiety
in my dead eyes, staring back at
A hundred and one tinted reflections.
The motorized chimera purrs out starved
Mating calls, envisions my limbs as
Cartoonish roadkill laced down the tarmac,
Drifter’s doodles on a geometry test
Overridden by swollen pen marks.
Oblong lassos in messy rows begging to be
Unkinked, create a pitiful flatline instead,
Easy as pressing a button.
BD Salvas is a Black poet from Southern California. She uses her experiences as a Black queer person to write about sex, love, trauma, and nature. When she isn’t writing poetry, BD is likely to be analyzing classical literature or watching anime. Twitter: @BethDimanche