by Nate Vaccaro
You are so 1999.
If fascism is pink faux-fur &
Ethically-sourced leather, Virginia
Woolf can’t save us now. Strange,
You look just like a Justice window
Display, your hickeys are so junior high.
I want to burn the mall down.
I want to go shopping forever.
Baby it’s not so bad, the devil
Wears Gucci now. All these other
Demons are fakes. My lip cut
On the cellphone battery just trying
To make it through to you.
Nate Vaccaro is a fake 90s kid and recent college graduate currently living in Rhode Island. Their work focuses on internet culture, consumerism, and pop sensibilities. You can find them on Twitter and Instagram at natejvaccaro.