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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

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