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Kathleen Radigan is a currently a senior at Wesleyan University in Connecticut. Her poems have been published or are forthcoming in Poets.Org, The Adroit Journal, Softblow, The Harpoon Review, Public Pool, Drunk in a Midnight Choir, PANK Blog, and several others.

P L E A   T O   G O D

Before you knock me up, let me birth fistfuls of gold moths. 
Water-soft snakes.  Let ants dance out my mouth onto the patio. 
I’m only fourteen I haven’t felt a lot. I want sisters who are lizards.  
Please, for a week, let me sprout translucent frog skin.

Peer inside my belly full of animals: a veritable circus, 
three thousand evolutionary years. 

I’ll die a good virgin.  I’ll lie on Him when it rains inside for years. 
I’ll lick his wounds, lock my knees, shelter Him in sturdy spine. 
Prophets say he’s destined for a salt-streaked grave. 
I’ll water his bones with tears.  But first I want gardens.

Moony daughters whose braces collect sun. 
A pool of Your saliva as an emblem.

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