portion of the artwork for Justin Hyde's poem

milion dollar question
Justin Hyde

“what’s my name?
tell me my name
& you can fuck me,”
some woman out of the bar
tells you

you already
have her shirt off
licking the side of her neck
like a candy-cane

sometimes you can bluff

read the name on
the medicine bottle

come back
proudly say

“that’s my roommate

her shirt
goes back on
a banana
un-peeling itself

that beautiful hand
with green tipped nails
just moments ago
massaging your balls

now shoving you


out the

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 51 | Spring/Summer 2018