Mira Gonzalez’s brain spans the weird space between bodies stuffed with Ambien and food and light from porn on laptops in an anxious, calming kind of way, one concerned more with what blood tastes like than how the blood got out. It’s messed up and feels honest, open, like lying naked on the floor with your arms chopped off.
And Victor ‘Kool A.D.’ Vasquez says
Mira Gonzalez is doing her thing. I fuck with these poems. I felt bad for her when she talked about how that dude said ‘I’m gonna come on your stomach’ like 15-20 times and then didn’t.
Monologue topics: Christmas, travel, my daughter, Best Parts / Worst Parts, sobbing fits, losing it.