JESSICA JENKINS

 

PYTHIA IS A TELLER INSIDE ME, LIKE AT THE BANK

We share a name and important things so I feel nervous like there is some very intelligent design behind it all. I write “I think we are biblically linked or something” in an email but she is a stranger and email is not a biblical link.

 

I have an idea for a cult. First everyone is scared and second everyone pays us. But the question is TAXES, the question is SALVATION could you just work the business end for a couple of weeks? Get back to me with what you find, what forms I sign.

 

She is sitting on a chair inside me, a plain and useful chair before a plain and useful table with a phone, a meal, a legal pad. Sometimes, like at the bank, she shoves canisters with predictions out of me. They always say one terrible word;

 

OVERDUE or DON’T






Jessica Jenkins spends most of her life in front of screens. She hails from Southern West Virginia via Iowa and currently lives, works and teaches in Tucson, AZ. She was recently selected as a winner of the UA Poetry Center Contest and has work forthcoming or settled into various places online like Jellyfish Magazine, Banango Street and Sundog Lit. She edits poetry and blog content for Sonora Review.

 


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