Blu Feminist Theory

Blu blew the more fashionable blue

and ray guns fired white beams into her shoes.

It’s fiction, not really;

She is not a queer unicorn

or a red menaced fuck,

she is Blu:

paint melting from the section eight walls,

the scar of lightning formed in its place

the wall tells her a bedtime story

of how it got the scar -

one crash short of a Mansfield

pierced its skin like a corncob.

They tried to tear her down but they could not

tear her down and now the residents complain,

night and day, “the walls are broke.”

 

Blu understands the wall

because she is a wall. Sort of. 

Her bones are glass, her organs,

halogen wax and she wears black sunglasses

to mask the glow

 

of gunfire and barefoot overbites;

she hides, Blu has scars of her own -

perilous scratches like wisdom across her face.

She can’t stop tracing her own heaven tissue.

Oh dear, oh my.

Oh, Blu.

Anastasia Jill is a queer poet, fiction writer, and aspiring filmmaker. Her work has been published or is upcoming with Poets.org, Lunch Ticket, FIVE:2:ONE, Ambit Magazine, apt, Into the Void Magazine, 2River, Requited Journal, and more.