This story is paired with Chapter 5 of Frankenstein by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley. For best experience, download the LithoReader for your iPhone or iPad and get NonBinary Review for free.
I thought I had dreamed you up—
what I would be without skin—
how much more this flesh would feel,
the intensity of my eyes. But you can burn,
you can kill, you can talk, talk, talk.
There is a swamp you live in, I suppose—
a volcano, a cliff face—all the places I thought
to live myself. I have seen my own future
in plastic baubles—kitchen with granite counters
and brushed stainless steel appliances,
9 to 5, and a pink party bus. You cannot change
the pattern of the stars, their number.
Please understand—when I met you I thought
you scientifically impossible, been adjusting
theories ever since—what it means to breathe,
how fast a human male can run.
Margaret Bashaar’s full length collection, Stationed Near the Gateway, was published by Sundress Publications. Her second chapbook, Letters from Room 27 of the Grand Midway Hotel was published by Blood Pudding Press. She edits the chapbook press Hyacinth Girl Press and lives in Pittsburgh with her son, her partner, their kitty cat, and far too many typewriters.