“Maggie the Cat” (Blake L. Bell)

Spend most of the family party daydreaming: visiting dive bars down the river, throwing

back bourbon, taking home a rough man. Want to be punished. Always want to be taken

apart. What if you run into that dark forest? Merge with the air or sit a corpse in no man’s land.

Foul-play-theories won’t rationalize a healthy woman walking into the woods to die alone

like a sick cat, can’t imagine the cats you’ve known, that you learned to die from the best. 


Blake L. Bell is finishing up her MFA at Mississippi University for Women and teaches at a magnet high school in South Louisiana. To read more of her poems and stories, visit blakelbell.com or follow her @blakelbell.


image: Lindsay Hargrave