In the dim locker room / by Laura Kochman

These three poems went live today at Houseguest, a space that resonates with me so much. They're all about the surreal, the liminal, the idea of taking up residence. My teenage self says, Duh . She stands in front of a mirror with a mascara wand, breathing out on the upstroke / leaving / a message in the mirror / a text that remains in the space. In the body. In that other body.