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The Mythomaniac on a Date

Her gloves are silk, white, and tiny. She answers the door holding a box. She leans in to greet the date warmly with the box between, held tight to her torso. Inside the box? Inside the box is a mischief of mice. The box is topless, fair, and square. The mice have lives of their own; they make honest efforts to escape. They each have one name to her many. There are half as many mice as one of her ages. She leaves with the date, the box comes with her. The date asks what the mice are for. She says to keep things interesting. She loves the mice, the mice can’t comprehend her love. Her hands sweat on the gloves, the gloves stick to the box. During the movie, the mice squirm in their sleep. During dinner, the mice are manic. She drops bits of food in her lap; the date pretends not to notice.

Nyoka Eden is an emerging writer and moth enthusiast temporarily residing in Northwest Arkansas in an effort to get her caca together. She has been featured in Potluck Magazine, Visual Verse and has work forthcoming in Apocrypha and Abstractions. She was also selected to contribute to a crowdsourced poem by NPR’s Code Switch. She has a blog but it’s wimpy so please keep tabs on her via twitter @bbybardot.