Clockwise Cat Strikes Back
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Two Poems<br />
By Jennifer E. Hudgens<br />
Author bio: Jennifer E. Hudgens, originally from Oklahoma City, has been published in<br />
some stuff and is currently pursuing her Bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing at the<br />
University of Central Oklahoma. She thinks life is poetry if you’re paying attention.<br />
Jennifer watches the sky the way most people watch television. She is terrified of clowns,<br />
horses, and animatronic toys. She genuinely hopes you enjoy her poems.<br />
Sometimes, I Miss His Teeth<br />
I think of the afterlife, after<br />
loving him, his thick<br />
skull, thin veins, the way<br />
he sledge-hammered pot<br />
holes into his sidewalks,<br />
punched prison into forearms.<br />
Sometimes, I miss his chipped<br />
fingernails, his rough and ruddy skin,<br />
the red behind his iris', I found<br />
home in them, warmth<br />
boiled me like too hot bath<br />
water.<br />
He drank me down, bent<br />
my knuckles until I begged for<br />
mercy, he's still waiting<br />
for my crumble and rust,<br />
I don't sound how he'd hoped,<br />
he still prays for the gristle<br />
of my moan, moan and<br />
swoon.<br />
If the trigger gets too wet,<br />
the hands cripple around the chamber,<br />
if the girl gets too wet, she<br />
backslides, she shatters on<br />
kitchen floors,<br />
he never saw me shatter into<br />
snowflakes.<br />
I was a curse he slept under,<br />
his questioning smile, wavering
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