Abigail Garrison

I Dream of a Nicer Apartment

emoji hearts
dollar sign eyes
tongues like money

test my faith
bleeding into a black thong

more tender than a cut of meat

I should not have to work every day
for three hundred thousand years

my hairs all red and tangled
my plants and I wish to touch the sun

Zero Thoughts Just Time

forever war
this weekend
it's the same
street vendor selling
pots and pans in
tight lines on a blanket
I'm hugging the shade
we're all bodies dying
in different shapes
the planets move
I think I'm at my best
when raw dogging life
sometimes I ride
the bus to the end
shoe store
bike lane
LED sign

Turtle Dreams

after Meredith Monk & Ping Chong

to be a product of your time
to wear gloves to play a keyboard
avant-garde public access television
already happened
a black and white turtle walked
from the pond to the city
from the city to the moon
life keeps coming
a quartet of faces going
basic choreography
on a mauve cyclorama
why die in business casual
world is just a rock

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Abigail Garrison is a poet, artist, and educator living in Mexico City. Her work can be found in Copenhagen, Blush Lit, The Quarterless Review, and Hobart. In 2025, her zine Fugue was published by Blush Lit and Illicit Zines.