Excerpt:
Women Collapse Into
Better, Brighter Artists
She got inside the ruffle. How? The moment grew a small elevator. Juliana told the journalist she was a virgin. This inspired some to wonder if Juliana were a virgin,
what kind of virginity she had, the kind that was interested in having sex or the kind that was not.
How present were the wise? There, but featherly. The notetakers? The diligent notetakers.
And the pool, its particulars, was it responsible for evil? When she thought she might defy it. Though, there, beneath that,
was it stone? A soft and druggy music was being held up for erotic morale. Innocence is the first pastime. Innocence and speed.
Iva Moore is a writer from Waverly, Kentucky. She earned an MFA in Poetry from Columbia University, where she teaches creative writing.
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