Ethan Fortuna
vapors of frost steam
cupped ass -- recourse low.
nauseating, loose -- I’ll invest
brevity right against sunlight viewing.
Tremor the aerate waistband bondage;
enough had to be out. The
touching that
tears efficient pity - how
can
ingress (plush) push up under
my dress. your peaked diurnal sac
in polymers at both
ends helpless -- this ass hews dainty
my future verbal
sheets
no wide ide
a cruciferous angel liquefied
in window ruts
and the belltower’s
absolution in the finger
print’s negative
. that’s all that was needed
you said, for the day’s
oiled his chondrites,
which kept a remote curve
on every polis,
lashed about the waist
this
carriage of horseshoed
magnets - .
What heaps of personalized
planets tuxedoed and rippling
with muscle,
like blackeyed peas
knelt one’s knees to
shavings,
the trawling zeitgeist,
and the naming
of nouns
checkpointed
unscrupulously before morning
-
when I can no longer lubricate,
what of the
letter’s sentimentality?
A bent over A
from where does moral authority hoist,
constancy
eagerness
I ate your skin remember
eagerness outlasts
fear
and kills slower
Ethan Fortuna is a trans writer, visual artist, and educator. His prose chapbook TRANSFAG POETICS AND BONUS MASOCHISM was selected for the Soffit Pamphlet Series and is forthcoming with Tilted House this fall 2026; and, his first poetry collection, body of the bather, is forthcoming from Antiphony Press in 2028. More can be found at ethanfortuna.com.