Yelp Review - The Space Is The Place
You shed enough of yourself until you are thin enough to survive in this makeshift borough.
There is a hair metal band somewhere waiting to wire its doors shut; you are plaque for its swollen gums.
Yelp Review - Mall At Millenia
You will barter your name for a better one, evolve your skin’s fluency in advertising.
Carve an expired credit card. Wear the slivers around your neck to ward off want disguised as need; check for missing organs after you leave.
Yelp Review - Trojan Condoms
You are the bend in wicker, the stoop of a fire station or the curb outside of an emergency room waiting to become a prologue.
J. Bradley is the author of the graphic poetry collection The Bones of Us (YesYes Books, 2014), with art by Adam Scott Mazer. He lives at iheartfailure.net.