‘Haha Yeah,’
︎︎︎ Emma Foley
︎ Jan 23, 2026
‘Haha Yeah,’
she says, absent,
grinding her teeth in an office supplies store,
a dusty sheet,
a windowless guestroom. Pick the sun out
and bring it back to her, doped up and destitute.
I price olive nerves at the store
according to the excel grid. ‘Don’t you want to
rub our nodes together... or
sidesweep another vehicle?’
she says, absent,
grinding her teeth in an office supplies store,
a dusty sheet,
a windowless guestroom. Pick the sun out
and bring it back to her, doped up and destitute.
I price olive nerves at the store
according to the excel grid. ‘Don’t you want to
rub our nodes together... or
sidesweep another vehicle?’
Emma Foley lives in New York.