Drawing Down the New Moon

Samantha Weisberg

The perpetual darkness envelops my soft tissue
revitalizing me with lustful potency.

I don’t fumble through the black.
I ascend.

Alone in the pitch, I release
as my pulse drums
down into
the
spiraling
flame.


Samantha Weisberg received her MFA in Writing from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago in 2007. Besides being a solitary, practicing witch, Samantha teaches English and Literature at a local college in Salem, Massachusetts. Her favorite classes to teach include Mythology, Poetry, and World Literature. Connect with her on her website.

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