Gail Ingram

How I witch 1692

I bid you prick these thorns into these women’s likenesses for they have upset you. It feels so good to press and twist into the imprinted wooden faces, imagining the thorn’s poison spreading through the bloods’ stream, the women complaining …

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Faithful to You, Te Tarahaka o Kaimatau

Though the clouds fled from your armpits in spectacular foggy spirals, he gave me red dust compacted and thrust above the curved earth. Below I saw the Early Ones warm their hands over fire offering up babies wrapped in skin …

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