Lolita

Lolita exists, I seen her
at the laundromat. Lolita

has a new purse, she’s
dumpster diving
a new dress. Humbert

Humbert has been
cloning himself—

the next Great
American novel.

Lolita—on the cover
of Vanity Fair. Monsters

can be real as long
as victims are not.

But Lolita is real,
I seen her passing

outside a stroller,
smiling at the shadows.

Humbert Humbert
on YouTube and Twitter
talking about

her fine ass.

I seen one Lolita
coming out
the library discard pile
between

Getting Started
in Permaculture and
A Piece of Heaven.

I picked her up
for a quarter

and sat down to listen.

Jill Talbot attended Simon Fraser University for psychology before pursing her passion for writing. Jill has appeared in Geist, Rattle, Poetry Is Dead, The Puritan, Matrix, subTerrain, The Tishman Review and is forthcoming in PRISM and The Cardiff Review. Jill won the PRISM Grouse Grind Lit Prize and 3rd place for the Geist Short Long-Distance Contest. She was shortlisted for the Matrix Lit POP Award for fiction and the Malahat Far Horizons Award for poetry. Jill lives on Gabriola Island, BC.