[binary] by Aneka Brussen

her mind was a pyramid, carved into a

liquor store wall. my centrifugal vision lingered,

single-pointed raindrops reflecting

truth.

her eyes were a picture of a burning cop

car on the freeway. my moves were weak that day,

she still devoured my awkward

contradictions.

Star Dust

is what she called me,

after I turned her into the devil,

playing a broken piano.

Fool’s Games

is what she played with me,

after her hips became a tsunami,

bleaching memory.

we pushed each other

into a storm of [binary] fluctuations.

ANEKA BRUNSSEN is a writer, poet and graduate student from Bremen, Germany, with a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature and Cultural Studies. Aneka has written several non-fiction essays, in both German and English, as well as a few short stories, articles, reviews and poetry collections. Her work has been published in several American and German print and online literary journals as well as magazines. She is currently working on an autobiographical novel and a poetry collection. You can find samples of her work her: http://spacetrashpoetry.weebly.com