My Neighbor, Who Has A Mail-Order Bride
BY LITUO HUANG.
skinned peach eyeballs
in a blown-glass bulb
lodged atop a golem of clay.
His wife: horizontal smile on a brown ghost.
His words: splinter in my throat.
Lituo Huang writes in Los Angeles. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in JMWW, Bosie Magazine, the Bethlehem Writers Roundtable, and elsewhere. You can follow her on Twitter @LituoH.