He is not needed       He will feel He isn’t        He will feel       beware
      of too many woman words and your backbone verbs           be quiet
      that’s too much         watch your questions          too many questions
      stir the wrong pots        do less       that way He knows He is needed
      that way He knows you know you need Him                    that way He
      knows       you know       there’s always more        create         for Him
      decorate for Him                   procreate for Him                     make Him
      think life was His idea               soothe His stress               rekindle His
      Carpe Diem       stop stressing             you’re thinking too much don’t
      cause His distress                this is too much                 stay mysterious
      undress                     shed just enough                   to keep His interest
      try harder                                                                                not too hard
                                           give        to        Him
      your guardian arms            your fresh squeezed wounds             your
      stir fried stomach     your virgin sheets      your stained bed        your
      secret nest             your slowcooker            your sore feet            your
      holy womb                  your open legs                     mind His soul food
      but say              no, thank you              to that apple            don’t forget
      look good when you say no              arouse him              it’s your fault
      if He eats that apple          scrub     mop     polish             disinfect His
      Godness               in his Kingdom hang drapes           frame paintings
      host                   in His ribcage that makes you                     satisfy Him
      sex Him                   spark His urges         high heels make pretty legs
      keep Him guessing                   don’t confuse Him                         don’t
      keep Him waiting       don’t ask too many questions       there you go
      again                gettin’ loud              when you speak        your feelings
      you’re being too aggressive           watch it girl           your aggression
      a bleeding woman’s words are his deflection              don’t be boring
      talk more                    wait you’re talking too much                       serve
      serve His desires with side dishes serve His desire before He knows
      what He desires       serve Himself to Him        stop thinking so much
      you talk too much    you are not enough      enough with your mouth
      give him a break      think about how He feels    you wanna keep him
      you best stop          with all that feeling        don’t plant words into His
      mouth               when you share your thoughts      that’s you         lady
      earthquake         planting words in His mouth                          give Him
      space               wait              wait for when He’s ready           He’ll come
      around         He will come on His manwatch       learn to tell Mantime
      His time          Man scientists just call it Time              learn His History
      make pretty house nests              for His conquests                 plan His
      ancestor parties            hang up the dead deer             wipe clean His
      conflicts        don’t be so complex       learn to be quiet        shove His
      thick sour soap in your mouth                         build a nest for His story
      History                           her story bleeds                                   of History

K.R. Morrison is a Bay Area rooted poet who since the pandemic, splits her time between San Francisco and a place she calls Mermaid Town, in Southern California. Morrison is a Pushcart Nominee for her poem, “Her Altar” and still enjoys features and podcasts for Cauldrons, her first poetry collection, published by Paper Press. Alongside years spent as a writer, activist, and a drummer, K.R. spent 17 years as a high school teacher at Galileo High School in San Francisco; she continues her work in education through online workshops and the juvenile hall system, and has featured at many curations throughout the United States.

Heather Guertin b. 1981, Worcester, Massachusetts, lives and works in upstate New York. She received her Master of Fine Arts from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Recent exhibitions include a two person exhibition at Kurimanzutto, Mexico City and a solo exhibition at JDJ Ice House in Garrison, NY, Two Thousand Eighteen, Brennan & Griffin, NY, Aluminum Linoleum, Proyectos Monclova, MX and The Whole, Galería Agustina Ferreyra, San Juan, Puerto Rico. Group exhibitions include Grouper, Broadway, NY, How to Call the Spirits, Chapter, NY, East Side to the West Side, Flag Art Foundation, NY, and Addicted to Highs and Lows, Bortolami, NY. She has performed in locations such as White Columns in New York and in participation with the Carnegie International in Pittsburgh, PA. In 2013, Guertin published a novella titled Model Turned Comedian with Social Malpractice and Publication Studio, which was acquired by the Museum of Contemporary Art Antwerp. In 2015 a monograph of her works was published by Hassla Books.