Aimee Lowenstern

A GROTESQUE PROPOSITION

Let’s all wear grey outfits and

climb on rooftops and

pretend we’re gargoyles.

I’ll buy day-old pastries for cheap and we’ll chew 

with our mouths open, we’ll stare at people

walking down the street. Let’s teach the pigeons

to be messengers again, name them things like Oil-Slick

and Calla Lily. They’ll send letters to lovers and congressmen

and shit on cops’ heads. Let’s teach ourselves

to blink in unison. Let’s pour rainwater

from our mouths. We’ll cry and make funny faces

and scare all the bad things away. Let’s grow wings

and not fly anywhere.

Aimee Lowenstern (she/her) is a twenty-four year old poet living in Nevada. She has cerebral palsy and a chihuahua. Her work can be found in several literary journals, including Fifth Wheel Press and Tower Magazine.