malena walks with her cherry-red heels
her tightly coiled hair
her powdery, opaque complexion
she is not quite a human
but not quite a ghost, either.
she does not realize (or maybe she does)
that when she walks,
she wafts an aroma so appealing,
so satisfying, so delicious that
people’s mouths drip honey.
malena wears creamy, glistening skin that
is perfectly primed with the right seasoning
of submission and hopelessness
and a little ambition (but not too much)
She is beautifully rancid,
Cherry-flavored cough syrup.
A rotten work of art.