Juliet Cook
Sticky
Plump her up on sticky buns. Sticky bun her middle finger. Sticky bun her middle name. Sticky bun her whole name doused in whole milk from straining udders, from steamy larders. Name a morbidly obese font. Warm butter will slather out the teats. The dimples in fat thighs will wink and weep and rub hotly against each other, chafing cinnamon stains, spreading themselves like overheated cream cheese and raw honey. Snouts licking the ooze out of the holes, clotted whiskers ingrown. Drown the witch in the butter urn. Churn her generous curves in the honey stomach. The buzz. The bee fur stuck in white lard frosting. Spitting raisins a soft hailstorm that litters the pantry with edible bug husks.
Juliet Cook’s poetry has appeared in Diode, Diagram, WOMB and many other fine online and print sources. She is the editor of Blood Pudding Press. "Sticky" can also be found inside her first full-length poetry collection, HORRIFIC CONFECTION, which was recently published as a BlazeVOX ebook and is available in its print incarnation via BloodPuddingPress.etsy.com
