Lucrasia

Women hate your long legs,
full grapefruit breasts

Men desire the darkness of your hair
the well-rounded curves of your hips
sinewy skin that sinks deep down
into a sweet well of cotton candy

The gods love you
they granted you the power
to have sex
deny sex
at your leisure
lucky you
graced with such effervescence
Moet champagne—you bubble and sparkle
into the wee hours of dawn

Step into the powder room
pull the muses out of your clutch
perfectly manicured nails open the silver flask
sprinkle fairy dust onto your mirror
inhale deeply Goddess
and you glow

You step into the blue fluorescence
redefined
your admirers long to know your secret
flash them a glimpse of the fireball
that forms in the pit of your womb
the one you masturbate to control

You carry the flames of your glory
stacked high on your hips
burn whomever you brush up against
blow the heat of Zeus’s flame
into the crowd with your lollipop lips
no one will forget the way
you lean yourself against the bar
eternal orgasms tucked deep
within the crevices of your tight-ass
jeans

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Biography

Donna Dallas studied Creative Writing and Philosophy at NYU’s Gallatin School and was lucky enough to study under William Packard, founder and editor of the New York Quarterly.  Lately, she is found in Horror Sleaze Trash, Beatnik Cowboy and The Opiate among many other publications. Donna recently published her first novel, Death Sisters, with Alien Buddha Press. Donna’s first chapbook, Smoke & Mirrors, will launch this fall with New York Quarterly. She currently serves on the editorial team for Red Fez and New York Quarterly.