2 Poems by Edward Anki

Wax

The sixty-something-year-old dyed redhead
with long purple fingernails
at the admissions booth
at The Wax Museum
in Niagara Falls
takes our money,
smiles a rather forced smile,
prints our tickets.

You get the feeling not only
The Wax Museum
but the city itself
formed
around
her.


Incarnations

The highlight of my brief
existence as a fly
in Hungary
in 1302
was a particularly
rancid heap of rotting flesh
aside a market stall
one fine summer
afternoon.

Boy was I happy.

I circled back
and back
around.


Edward Anki’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Rejection Letters, Roi Fainéant Press, The Feathertale Review, Qwerty, The Chaffin Journal, and others. A chapbook of his poetry, Remote Life, was published by BareBackPress (2014). His first full-length poetry collection, Screw Factory, was released in 2022 by Anxiety Press. A former stand-up comic, bartender, and agonized telemarketer, Edward is currently engaged in part-time studies to become a psychotherapist.

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