Goatgirl

I dreamed I offered myself
like a goat eying the altar and knife
bleating, take this neck
the blood is no longer mine
but god’s

And these hooves
let the dogs chew them down
I’ve battered them enough
on life’s loose rocks

Hold my head before your trophied walls
dry my love in your desert
and take this skin to warm yourself

feed your children on my meat
carve flutes and spoons from my bones
stretch my tendons taut on your bows
and shoot night whispers from the sun

Goatgirl

LB Andrich

Huntsville, United States

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