Sascha Cohen
—
Us Jades
She texts from the leather bar,
“flagging encouraged:
hookers flag green”
my favorite color since age fourteen
(felt frogs, mermaid scales
peacock chests, emeralds)
like an old banker lamp
like an old banker’s money
the type of trick who’d say
“I want to know what you taste like”
how working girls
shimmered green in the dark
after swirling radium paint brushes
on the tips of their tongues
and before dying
(I want to know what radium tastes like)
a garden party on a lawn
with sprigs of sage
in each cocktail
and ferns tangled in trellises,
the color of jealousy
and vines crawling up Spanish tile
I once used a lime green tennis ball
to gag a man
unfortunately he lived
his fortune rustled like leaves
in my back pocket
Sascha Cohen is a writer from Los Angeles.
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