Sam Herschel Wein | The Inside Job/Exit Strategy

Sam Herschel Wein lives in Chicago and specializes in aimless frolicking. His chapbook, Fruit Mansion (Split Lip Press, 2017) was the winner of the 2016 Turnbuckle Chapbook prize. He is the poetry editor for The Blueshift Journal, and runs a new journal, Underblong, with his best friend, Chen Chen. Recent work can be found in Vinyl Poetry, Mojo, and Connotation Press, among others.

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Also by Sam Herschel Wein: Fruit Mansion Two Poems Thinking about whistles

October 2018

Sam Herschel Wein

The Inside Job/Exit Strategy

I had this friend talk to me for hours about eating a butt. it was his passion, his call to arms. he wanted it to be mine. I started talking butts with the boys — the ones on my dates. they liked butts just fine. they kept squeezing mine. my butt is bubbly and quaint. my butt has a lot of issues, I'm reclaiming the twitter trend #TryingNotToFart. a boy wanted to finger me after I had just eaten macaroni and cheese — I'm lactose intolerant. a boy tried to lick my butt after cooking me an onion filled tomato sauce. another wanted to taste my insides after we ate an entire baguette. I have trouble with gluten, more so onions, please understand, I'm not a top for stopping your hands or mouth, just an overly active bottom. let's talk about poop, and farts, and my diarrhea. it's our first date, but let's scrub first in the bathtub. let's use soap on our fingers, and ask before digging. let's discuss a cave in the Alps, it's opening hard to find, not discovered by a lot of divers. the fish have a story first, let's hear it in full. let's learn the history of a place, at least with our tongues, the anatomy a braille mostly for taste — the tonguing history clicking with syllables, and salads, and synchronized bowel movements.

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