The McKinley Review Magazine

Dear Suki: Number Sixty-One 

By: Lana Bella | Posted on: August 2018 

Dear Suki: Hollywood, 2014,

this city of dimes and suicide,

of dance clubs and serpentine

flesh—it seemed the only thing

differentiating between its flint

eyes and pedigreed hope was

a night less of glow. When your

loose talk lips, smooth black of

each diphthong, spun me down

the cybernetics-lullabies, I held

you by the polestars of Sunset

Boulevard, where jargon of life’s

mutations and blasé nihilism

null through the lurid field of

an azure utopia, bundled with

spotted sky, crazed twice about

the drunk troop of green-hooded

villains spearing sharp-pointed

swords. Evanescing into the edge-

less talons of the traveling sea of

hustlers and quicksilver-draped

denizens, I moved you through

the kindling plagues, spinning on

beneath the geriatric LA’s sunset,

eternally breaking, pearling in this

afterworld of neon and acid rain.

 

A four-time Pushcart Prize, five-time Best of the Net & Bettering American Poetry nominee, Lana Bella is an author of three chapbooks, Under My Dark (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2016), Adagio (Finishing Line Press, 2016), and Dear Suki: Letters (Platypus 2412 Mini Chapbook Series, 2016), has had poetry and fiction featured with over 500 journals, Acentos Review, Barzakh, EVENT, The Fortnightly Review, Ilanot Review, New Reader, Notre Dame Review, Rock and Sling, The Stillwater Review, Sundress Publications & Whiskey Island, among others, and Aeolian Harp Anthology, Volume 3. Lana resides in the US and the coastal town of Nha Trang, Vietnam, where she is a mom of two far-too-clever-frolicsome imps.