ADRIANNA GORDEY
Fashion Advice from Acanthaspis Petax
Every woman I know is a cannibal. We covet &
copy the arch of another woman’s brows, pinch
cellulite into curves, purchase ungodly amounts
of lotions, creams, potions to veil our bodies’
failure to be enough. Acanthaspis petax nymphs
camouflage themselves in corpses to survive the savanna.
They wine & dine ants before designing their outerwear,
pour digestive enzymes into their cup with a heavy
hand until their tissue dissolves. Nymphs sew the leftover
exoskeleton onto their backs with sticky saliva.
My wardrobe spares men the truth of my body, its scars
& stories. No more. Wear your enemies. Cloak your shoulders
with their seashell abdomens; manipulate & masticate
thoraxes into tube tops; mandibles jagged as bread
knives weave a crown fit for a cannibal queen.