maggie woodward

 Witch Baby

carolyn is beautiful / she & I are kindred we’re cosmic we foam at the mouth in unison / last week she told me bottle the sound of your laughter send it to me reeling through galaxies stars / carolyn our bloodlust is potent our bloodlust is sick / maybe I want to kiss carolyn on the mouth maybe I don’t / maybe we will dress ourselves in ball gowns & go see a movie / at night in my bed I tear things out of my body & in carolyn’s bed she wants to feel safe / I want to be touched by you touch me go ahead & uproot me / I’ll be right here waiting spinning webs in the dark / I’ve dreamed with lust for men who’d do anything but fuck me / my ribcage quivered for them my thigh flesh warmed til I woke / but carolyn’s a geyser she’s an elegant spider with teeth / if she were here I would kiss her say see how we’re rabid so wild / forget the men the constellations the hair I’ve ripped from my scalp in hunger

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Maggie Woodward is an MFA candidate in poetry at the University of Mississippi. She is senior editor of the Yalobusha Review & curates the Trobar Ric Reading Series with poet Marty Cain. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming from Axolotl Magazine, Rust + Moth, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, and elsewhere.

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