Scene XLIV
“I was a girl and palmed the stovetop. It would be so easy, to point to the moment of / the burn and say, yes, it was then that I lost my innocence. Not my limbs brittle on his bed.”
Loisa Fenichell
Loisa Fenichell’s work has been featured or is forthcoming in Small Orange Journal, Poetry Northwest, Guernica Magazine, Tupelo Quarterly, and elsewhere. Her debut collection, “all these urban fields,” was published by nothing to say press. She is an MFA candidate at Saint Mary’s College of California and currently lives in Oakland, CA.