Scout Faller

Death’s Art Dealer

in foreign films the scarecrow
fucks the whole field

red pink lace plaits
crows say what a waste

something else got to it
so eat around the maggot den

glass crosses backlight
a sunny bloodshot socket

eyes and mouth ripped
into a kindness shape

dinner table wilderness
of her alligator mind

it was soft cotton on a face
it took the breath away

a canary of a day

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Scout Faller lives in San Francisco and works in higher education. Their work has appeared in voidspace zine, cc zine, and elsewhere. They’re currently interested in trans hysterics, unholy births, and which social rules are made to be broken. You can find them on instagram at @_theminem__.