Mercury-Marvin Sunderland (he/him) is a transgender autistic gay man with Borderline Personality Disorder. He’s from Seattle and currently attends the Evergreen State College. He’s been published by University of Amsterdam’s Writer’s Block, UC Riverside’s Santa Ana River Review, UC Santa Barbara’s Spectrum, and The New School’s The Inquisitive Eater. His lifelong dream is to become the most banned author in human history. He’s @Romangodmercury on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter.
His work is regularly featured on In Parentheses.
Tea and Coffee
in the morning start with
1-2 cups of coffee
add creamer for taste
in the evening end with
1-2 cups of chamomile tea
plain, no sugar,
no honey.
A Full Carton of Milk
i noticed how
there’s a full carton of milk
just sitting in your bedroom window
and i can’t help but notice
how that is the weirdest thing
it is perched
on the windowsill
right next
to a plastic bottle of water.
the carton is blue
and features
some logo,
some image
that i cannot view.
all i know is that
there’s a full carton of milk
just sitting in your bedroom window.
and i don’t know why
you have been drinking a full carton of milk
in your room
and just letting the carton sit there.
and i probably wouldn’t have noticed this
if your apartment
wasn’t literally just several feet away
from my own
and if your window
wasn’t open.
which is also weird
because it’s snowing outside.
and maybe
that milk carton
is filled with something
other than milk
something that won’t
require
a fridge to store it in
and yet
still requires
an open window
when the ground is covered
in a few inches of snow.
there are icicles
lining the edge of the roof
right above
your bedroom window.
and it’s not like
the carton could get pierced
by an icicle
but i still think
that you’re a weirdo.
all i know is that
there’s a full carton of milk
just sitting in your bedroom window.
But Grass Cannot Leave
the first thought
of all the grass
trapped underneath
a foot of snow
here i am
to die
because here i am
drowning in what
you think will feed me
but i cannot drink
what is frozen
but grass cannot leave
in any way other than death.
so grass sprouts underneath
dormant
and waiting
on tread the feet
of winter boots
crunch the winter’s sand.
here the grass
cannot be seen as green
and when the prison melts
we only say
that we wish it could snow again.
in the summer
grass grows yellow
dying in death
matching the sun.
flood the grass
letting it tear up
with dew
weeping until
they are drowning again.
the first thought
of all the grass
trapped underneath
a foot of snow
here i am
to die
because here i am
drowning in what
you think will feed me
but i cannot drink
what is frozen
but grass cannot leave
in any way other than death.
Heart-Shaped Cupcakes
today i make
heart-shaped cupcakes
for me and you
and my icing skills aren’t the best
they’re messy but
i think you’re sweet
and i know this is just
from an impulse
dollar-store purchase
of heart-shaped cupcake pans
and heart-shaped reusable liners
but money isn’t
how i show
my love language
in dollar-store cake mix
and dollar-store frosting
with
dollar-store icing tools
yet somehow
it smelled so yummy
and tasted so
and honestly
turned out so good
sweet flavor
from improvised ribbons
of sweet frosting
sweet cake
warm and welcome
there is much that
i can’t make
but i’m glad to be
given this joy
to make heart-shaped cupcakes
for me and you.
Ogrephobia
in shrek
fiona hates ogres
even though she is an ogre.
she has internalized ogrephobia
due to her fear
of being an ogre
in a world that tells her to be human.
shrek teaches her
that it’s okay
for her to behave on her ogre ways.
it’s like a metaphor
for internalized transphobia.
.
because fiona was not cursed
she was simply
realizing
how trapped
she was.
a great big tower
guarded by
a girl dragon.
a whole kingdom
who sees her as
nothing but a monster
and shuts her away.
she is to be
a damsel in distress
only to realize
she doesn’t have to be
and so she sings for birds
using her feminine power
to make them explode.
like onions
she has many layers.
a whole kingdom that believes
that she deserves saving
when really
she is right at home.
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32 pages, published 1/15/2022

By In Parentheses in IP Volume 7
32 pages, published 1/15/2022
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