Three Poems / by Violet Ryder



It’s quite painful to admit
That I get a momentary thrill
When you like a photo on my Instagram feed

I control your gaze for a brief moment --
How long do people statistically look at art?

Halve that number and
It’s an approximate
Of how long I have you








Wasting time popping zits
In the bathroom mirror
Little sebaceous cumshots
That land on the glass
Leaving my mark
For no one in particular








I dreamed that I owned a small bird
That was occasionally a tiny monkey
And this animal would sink its claws
Deeply into the flesh of my right arm







Violet Ryder is an artist and writer living in Los Angeles. She is currently an MFA candidate in photography and media at California Institute of the Arts.