Dress Her for Her Wedding
Shroud the girl in velvet, thread her head through the tiny neck hole, stiffen the starched ruff. Circle her throat. Cinch her breasts. Strap her waist. Turn her to the mirror so she can see her own bridled perfection-- downcast eyes, kissable lips. Silence. A cross hangs from her ruby-studded collar. A little dog licks her hand. Linked to her belt, a pine marten, gutted, narrowed, shaped into a purse. Its stiff paws and furred face, elaborated in gold. Alive, the creature was rank and feral. Those beaded eyes will not turn away from the chain. Gail DiMaggio Gail DiMaggio lives and writes in Concord NH. Her work has appeared most recently in Salamander, Slipstream and the Tishman Review. In 2017, her book, Woman Prime, was chosen by Jericho Brown for the Permafrost Poetry Prize and was released in Feb. 2018 by Alaska University Press.
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