Witch Wife
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Kiki Petrosino
Kiki Petrosino is the author of two books of poetry: Hymn for the Black Terrific (2013) and Fort Red Border (2009), both from Sarabande Books. Her collection Witch Wife is forthcoming from Sarabande in December 2017. She holds graduate degrees from the University of Chicago and the University of Iowa Writer’s Workshop. Her poems have appeared in Best American Poetry, The New York Times, and elsewhere. She is founder and co-editor of Transom, an independent online poetry journal. She is an Associate Professor of English at the University of Louisville, where she directs the Creative Writing Program.
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Witch Wife - Kiki Petrosino
One
Self-Portrait
Little gal, who knit thee?
Dost thou know who knit thee?
Gave thee milk & bid thee beg
Slid a purse between your legs
Stuffed thy brain with blooms of blight:
algae, wool. You’re lichen-white.
Gave to thee such vicious lungs
for breathing glitter past your wrongs—
Little gal, I’ll tell thee
Little gal, I’ll tell thee!
I, who cut your palms with glass
& poured in poison tasse by tasse
I am nimble. I am young.
I peeled you with a pair of tongs.
I laughed when no one loved you back
& raked the mist to scarf your flesh.
We come together in the dirt.
I a rake & thou a twig;
All day we watch the long pig dig.
All day we watch the long pig dig.
Young
After Anne Sexton
A thousand pilot lights ago
when I’m a teenager half-gone to flab
in a low ranch house crammed
with ribboned handicrafts in January
I go pulling all the false candy canes
from the stale mulch out front
clown-sun blinking whitely over me
my bedroom window an ear
painted shut to keep the calliope of dreams
from sounding. Nearby, the Douglas Fir
thickens over older strings of lights, the chipped
blue bulbs & the gold, each wrapped in peeling floss
& held by keloids to the scruff
of an unloved trunk. Probably a million tiny
ice crystals drift on their rainbow way
while the feverish branches chafe & flake
& I, in my runny custard body
with its buried corkscrew of hate
tell the tree my story-songs
& think God can really hear
above the cold & the snapping plastic canes
boots, belly, my dreams, what’s wrong.
New South
am born
light girl, light girl
each step blessed but slant
born in procession
already my mother, her mother
the same her mother, then
her mother the same
marching by night
under southern pines
or a dream of pines
on the night road
my feet grown strange
my neck turning back
over the dream of land
we left or never left
land of trouble where
I’m always marching
my hair cropped close
my mothers beside me
in robes & crowns so
I go back, go forth
light girl, light girl
crammed with light
& when my mothers say
don’t you tell them about us
don’t you ever tell
I look