Malena by Hana Nazir

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,

Shamefully admired,

Seductively repulsive

Cherry-flavored cough syrup.


A rotten work of art.