fishy legs by Micco Caporale

UGHGHHGHGHGHGHGGGHHGHG by Jayinee Basu (Ft. Illustration by Micco Caporale)

I. goldfish



how are you doing?

good. let’s not have sex

haha okay you are very concerned about that

no! wait concerned about what

not having sex

no! wait concerned about what

you just said that

said what?

don’t worry about it


we should stick to the rules we made for ourselves before we started tripping right?


that’s how consent works right?


ok then let’s not have sex


maybe next time we can write out exactly what we want to do to each other so we


don’t get overwhelmed


i was saying

i’m sorry, language how is it working


i can’t remember anything that happened

yeah i was just saying…wait, are you crying?

no, no, just, words, i’m sorry, words


i feel like a baby


how is it working



II. Chinese Grocery Store

Glimmering swollen fish with muscles

shining brown pulled out of green water

at a Chinese grocery store by my house.

Head and tail held down while struggling

Maybe if it could scream or yell or scream

Or if it had arms it might survive and fight

I felt my own arms grow into my side

My lids dried up, eyes yellowed and slack.

You came back with a box of roasted nori

made a joke about lying there like a cold fish

and I mouthed a lot of things wordlessly.

My feet slipped out from under me

And I flopped on the floor gasping.

“are you ok?” you asked.

Look, I just literally turned into a giant fish and

since there is no way you’re going to fuck me now

You might as well cut my head off and eat me.


III. ergo, ergot

A corona a corona a corona

I was drawing fish with teeth and

you had just put on My Sharona.

“Try to seduce me.”

“um, I…I don’t know how.”

“you’re beautiful, just try”

So I cut myself medially in half

with a palette knife, from throat to lips

Scraped all the micro organisms

Compacted them into a triangular organ

that can feel,

buzzing at a resonant frequency to yours.

But I can hear them talking in high pitched tones

and I think they are planning a mutiny!

I panicked and squished them back inside my gut

placed flowers all around them

a corona a corona a corona

and glued myself back together.

You replayed My Sharona.

Later I died from sepsis.



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