Shaina Clingempeel

will obtain her Poetry MFA from Sarah Lawrence College this May. Additionally, she is an ESL Teacher. Writings of hers appear in Lumina, Crab Fat Magazine, Free State Review, Poetry Quarterly, Black Fox Magazine, among other places. She enjoys reading and writing poetry at coffee shops in New York, watching mind-bender shows and films, and discussing feminism.


Lady Chips ©1

                          [$2.99] + $1.99 pink tax:
               Try Doritos’ crisps

                          that crunch less, to mute
                                       that slight, splintering sound

               of a woman’s bite. They’re made
for her child-chin, chiseled to fit in his palms.

                          Lady Chips have a dulled-down,
                                       powder-pink hue,

               so the dust won’t ungloss
glittered lips or stain her fingertips.

                          Lady Chips are carb & fat free, too.
                                       With their vanilla-birthday-cake-scent

               (slightly strawberry-sprinkled),
her breath will smell sweet. She’s sick

                          of Man Chips made
                                       for paperweight teeth.

               What she wants: a marble-sized snack
to slip in her floral-clutch bag, to nibble.

1 According to Pepsico’s CEO, women “don’t like to crunch too loudly in public. And they don’t lick their fingers generously and they don’t like to pour the little broken pieces and the flavor into their mouth.”