Mermaid Show by Glen Armstrong

Tiny Mary swims from a pipe

and breathes


from a hose obscured 

by plastic seaweed. 


I can leave now

that I’ve seen her blow


kisses to the seahorse. 

The rich build houses


on stilts and consider

themselves hurricane-



People like Tiny


Mary and I are born

to push adjectives


with our names

through the sponge docks,


hoping to be discovered.

We dream of giant



and theme songs.

About the Author

Glen Armstrong (he/him) holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters. His poems have appeared in Conduit, Poetry Northwest, and Another Chicago Magazine.




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