from Movie Nite ACT III

The brakes are gone but I don’t notice until the road starts to turn. It is a narrow brown road & there is a cliff on one side. Beautiful old trees drop vines across the road they brush the top of the car & you are holding a camera & a metal mixing bowl & we are in India. Look at the monkey you say. You are wearing your red sweater & your hair is up in a banana clip. You are a beautiful child or maybe my sister or that girl at school I just want to like me & I certainly don’t want you to know we have no brakes. Look at the monkey you say again & I get mad cuz I’m trying so hard just to keep us on the road but you’re so happy you’re so sunlit & blond I can’t not look & I can’t see the monkey & I can’t see what’s on the other side of the trees at the bottom of the cliff but we are about to find out.

Jenn Marie Nunes is the author of 3 chapbooks, including OBJECT REFERENCE NOT SET TO AN INSTANCE OF OBJECT from dancing girl press. Her work has recently appeared in Tupelo Quarterly, New Orleans Review, Finery, and Southeast Fiction, and she is co-editor of TENDE RLOIN, an online gallery for poetry.