Sage Curtis' work has been published, or is forthcoming, in Vinyl, Main Street Rag, burntdistrict, Yes Poetry, Vagabond City Lit and more. She was named a Writer on the Verge by San Francisco's 2017 Litcrawl and her chapbook, Trashcan Funeral, is forthcoming from dancing girl press. She owes her MFA to her amazing professors and peers from the University of San Francisco.
Imagine the night
is a woman
you chased for four flights
just to say —
Hear the buzzbuzz
of the reverb, dangling off the speakers.
Imagine it's the drink —
fizzing with sparkling, rotting
back alley dumpster fucks.
Somebody's daughter lost
it to the man who licks
sugar off her lips. Imagine it
keeps repeating itself
in the streetlights — A photographer catching
me glittered in sweat.
It's a stage. We’re dancing to
crescendos of rowdy crowds
twisting rap lyrics into
street signs. Fourth on the
floor, take a left at the corner stool,
parallel park my blue dress
against your thighs.
"We Think Differently (At Night)" is meant to set a scene early in my manuscript. The work centers around how we tend to escape into something more dangerous (alcoholism being at the center for this speaker). The night is imagined as a woman, alive and beating, but one who is running from something. The final image is a sudden stop, a realization that this night will end, and that the 'thing' the speaker is running from will eventually be parked against her. Everything that happens in between is both real and performative for the speaker as if maybe she's running from herself.