is this okay?
we both paid $30 fucking dollars for this shitty club night, but somehow
i’m the one still paying surcharge. i’m a side-sleeper but he wants
eye-contact and enters me until failure. unsure, i dozed off.
an hour later, he looks just like the antique ken doll my grandma gave me in kindergarten, nestled on the pillow, caressing my neck until the awakening.
what followed: a month of wailing, shredded plastic and a childhood of
barbies, without lack.
Christie Chiu (she/her) is a writer and performance-maker. Drawn to the vibrancy of more-than-human entanglements, she feels a quiet kinship with overgrown roots and seaweed washed ashore. Her writing has appeared in PR&TA Journal, Sine Theta Magazine, and elsewhere. Her performance credits include Medea (2026), Elisabeth&Alma (2023), and May the Land (2025), which she co-wrote.
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