Gingerbread House Lit Mag

Waking the Poppet

I breathe into the body 
             I gave you, a body

                     built from fingernail 
      clippings, pubic hair, stitched 

                   with my blood, snips 
of tender skin. The inked coupling 

of my name and my lover’s, 
rose quartz, scrap 

of my torn headband, 
two small buttons, a needle 

                     in my fingers. Wake, now, 
my black threaded mouth.

             Fill his slumber with my garden 

basil, dried hydrangea. Make me 
the quartz he carries, the rose 

            petals in the solar plexus. 
A shoulder filled with lavender, 

two eyelashes. When 
he touches you, let him think 

of my hip bones, the freckle 
                  on my throat. You are my lips

at his ear, my midnight clawing|
down his back. Take what you will.

             Bring him to me.

Amanda Auchter

Amanda Auchter is the author of The Wishing Tomb, winner of the 2013 PEN Center USA Literary Award for Poetry and the 2012 Perugia Press Book Award, and The Glass Crib, winner of the 2010 Zone 3 Press First Book Award for Poetry. Her recent work appears or is forthcoming at The Huffington Post, CNN, Crab Creek Review, Rhino, Rust + Moth, The Indianapolis Review, The West Review, and the Academy of American Poets Poem-a-Day project. She is at work on a third collection of poems, Spellwork. Follow her on Twitter: @ALAuchter. 

Artwork: Caryn Drexl, Head Full of Roses

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