Idiosyncratic - Hallie Fogarty

Fruit bruises to the bone.
Two plus two is always four and every time I think of you
I picture a knife. I cut myself
on the can and get a drop of blood in your vegetable soup.
I serve it to you anyway.
I don’t know how to live everyday seeing the same face.
I sneak into our bed at night and cut your hair
so I have something new to look at.

Originally published by Vox Viola Literary Magazine 2021

Hallie Fogarty is a writer, visual artist, and poet from Northern Kentucky. She is currently an MFA poetry student at Miami University. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Pegasus, Poetry South, Juven Press, Barzakh Magazine, and others. She can be found on twitter @halfogarty