Fixed Feral Feminine

by Liv Greene

I shovel handfuls of blueberries into my mouth,

not stopping to check for stems that scratch my throat

as they go down with the muted green mush

I have some questions:

what happens next time I stretch and you don’t respond?

why did you let me eat moldy strawberry jam?

do you think I sound like those women in porn?

Liv Greene (she/her, they/them) is an environmental and creative writer based in Salt Lake City, UT. They care a lot about the intersection of identity and the land, and they are excited to keep exploring their own. Follow Liv on Instagram @livgreene and visit them at www.livgreene.org.