‘Animal’ by Annie Wiles
Oh my god,
he is like
my spirit animal,
she says
of Kofi Annan
in a lecture on
UN policy.
She says stuff like this
frequently.
I don’t like this girl,
but you do, don’t you?
I see you
look at her the way
you looked at me:
like an animal.
Not like
a spirit animal,
or like Kofi Annan,
but like, hungry.
Like you don’t care
if she loves you back,
like you don’t know right
from wrong.
From issue #1: autumn/winter 2015
About the Author
Annie Wiles is a graduate of the creative writing program at Trinity. Her poems can be found in Poetry Ireland Review 114, Boyne Berries 18 and The Bohemyth. She is currently working towards her first collection.
