with each recall; saturated
colors wash and run
forming inky puddles at the bottom of
my mind could once tell you correctly,
could tell you the exact—
seconds that have been stored;
have been forgotten?
like wisps of smoke
without volume or shape.
her face,
her skin, her scent, her laugh
carried by electrical impulses
through my brain
to land in the softest of places
and remain
dormant and glowing
caught in grey matter like amber
our yeses and noes and maybes
etched into logic patterns
layered in silicon infused with boron
drip wishes and regrets
in saline solutions across our cheeks
what we shared
copied in an image of a copy
of a copy of a copy
of a copy
fades …
∞
Once in her life, and a long time ago, Jennifer Marie Brissett owned and operated a Brooklyn indie bookstore called Indigo Café & Books. Now she is an author and has written the novels ELYSIUM (Aqueduct Press, 2014), DESTROYER OF LIGHT (coming from Tor in 2020!), and is currently working on ERINYES, the third and final novel of the series. Her work has been the finalist for a number of awards and won the Philip K. Dick Special Citation. Her short stories can be found in FIYAH Magazine, Fantastic Stories of the Imagination, Lightspeed Magazine, Motherboard Vice (Terraform), Uncanny Magazine, The Future Fire, the anthology APB: Artists against Police Brutality and other publications.
She currently is a professor in the online MFA program in Creative Writing at Southern New Hampshire University, and she lives in NYC. Find her online at www.jennbrissett.com
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