No, I’m Not Lonely, I Just Enjoy Screaming Into Empty Teacups
by Vixie the Fox, single by circumstance, sass by design They’re all gone now.Off to build lives made…
Ode to My Tail (A Poem of Unjustified Confidence and Mild Static Cling)
by Vixie the Fox, tail enthusiast, unlicensed sage Behold—my tail:a floofed flag of minor glory,a poetic punctuation mark…
I Saw Him Once (and Then Bought Berries Like an Idiot)
by Vixie the Fox, reluctant romantic, full-time emotional hazard I saw him once.At the edge of the farmer’s…
I Tried to Roast an Eggplant and It Ruined My Life
by Vixie the Fox Today I roasted an eggplant.It felt like a metaphor.Everything does lately. I cut it…
I Loved You Like a Failed Metaphor
I brought you acorns—
(which is how foxes flirt, shut up Carl),
and you brought me silence
folded into origami swans
that bit.