When a rainbow speaks you in the face
do not tell it to be silent. These things
are dumb luck on a high horse & one day
your cup will be full of fish again. Good
fish don’t only speak in riddles — some
swim. Only cut the cast when the cast
is very broken. Only buy a boat when you
see the faces on shore & have the hands
to wave. This is the word of the Gourd. A
man-sized beast is hidden in the reeds, but
Anna Geary-Meyer lives in Berlin. Her fiction and poetry can be found around the internet at Unbroken Journal, the Olentangy Review, and CHEAP POP Lit. She was a finalist in the 2017 Bath Flash Fiction Award and in The Reader Berlin’s Summer Short Fiction Competition. She organizes and hosts Queer Stories at Another Country Bookshop and her backyard is a cemetery.