Distress Call from the City of My Youth
Lynn Melnick

May 23, 2013

Punks tell me they have feelings
while marching their crude revolution

toward my corner of Sunset, but I am worn
out of feelings so I try again

to escape this lawless hunt

by fucking the archfiend blind on the backstreets
because I don’t understand how to deserve anything

or how misery and sunlight inhabit the same
vibration in my skin.

Dear you, on the other end of the line:

I imagine how tenderly you’d peel the crime
from what I left exposed

but my formative years were mostly alleyways
and men being brutish so

I’m confused about a lot of things

like, I crossed this burning blacktop for you when
I momentarily thought if I confessed

how long I’ve been open season, slaughtering season
you might shoulder me past city limits alive.


Lynn Melnick is the author of If I Should Say I Have Hope (YesYes Books, 2012). She lives in Brooklyn, NY.

What motivates her to create:
“Pleasure and pain.”