3 Poems by Valentina Ale

if the baddie calls you a baddie you might be a baddie or in my case both me and my micro mini skirt were

he won’t answer my texts in a timely manner.
is this what happens to a bad bitch?

i listen to nirvana scream at me. i am a bad bitch

my bae won’t respond. still, i am a bad bitch.

They probably taste like cigarette butts and Suboxone 

We are at the park
walking the dog 
when 
we see three 
wild turkeys in Staten Island;
Izz Thunders looks at them and says, 
“They probably taste like cigarette butts and Suboxone.”

Typing into the keyboard like a piano player

I sit in the middle of the bench so people can sit on either side of me

Some days I’m alive and mostly I’m dead


Valentina (formerly known as Grapes and Michèlle Salazar) enjoys cotton candy flavored Dippin Dots and Miller High Life beers. She was born October 2, 1990 in NYC to Colombian parents. Her art consists mainly of poetry, fashion and fine art. In her approach she often emphasizes the importance of a d.i.y. ethic. Her forthcoming zine, I’ll Not Contain You, will be self published on Picnic In A Graveyard Press.