SYMPATHETIC MAGIC
Let me tell you about this magic world surge of snowsound small
Birds streak across the sky First you must bury what you brought with you
You must bury Find the light and find the mirror You are not outside
The astrocytes the combination We have now created a language together
Slow winter snake with the tail cut off if you follow the trail of blood
You’ll enter a house and find in a bloodsoaked bed a woman missing a foot
Peek not through the keyhole lest ye be vexed lest ye be hexed
The mistake of looking is what makes the ones you love disappear
I wind the twine around the twigs make arms make legs little body
Little head Carry it in my pocket name it to make her love me
Yes I am nimble-finger blessed Yes I am starting at the start This is how
I came apart Now I move every day under stars we know nothing about
Now I am reminded I will never know the names of all the people
My father removed from this earth in the hour of the wolf I am
Reminded I am a child of this place We are all molecule synapse starlight
Mouse tooth Please please please please please don’t shoot
Darwin puts a cup of worms on the piano to see how they react
As his wife plays Chopin Nothing I burn you burn we all burn together
Twist the warp wind the weft light the touchpaper Bring water
It’s not what they call you grandfather says it’s what you answer to
Let us swim now and be pulled under only to emerge from black sand
With glittering mica in our mouths smooth stones on our eyes
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Carolann Caviglia Madden’s work has appeared or is forthcoming in Beloit Poetry Journal, World Literature Today, Interim, The Stinging Fly, Nimrod International Journal, and elsewhere. She is a Navy brat, the granddaughter of immigrants, and earned her PhD in Poetry and Folklore, along with a Certificate in Translation Studies, at the University of Houston in 2021. She is currently a Postdoctoral Researcher at the Letter to DiasporaNational University of Ireland, Maynooth.