WRITTEN BY SICHEN LI
from the Master and Margarita
walk as you breathed last night
(too heavy for a girl your size)
like dew like zest like love
grown weary of the waiting
in moon-flooded waters-
for another mercurial noon
in another’s malarial gaze
with the mind of a child who likes
to dream of the master’s return
rest gently in some ablution
in swollen streams
the satyrs forsook
and write an indictment of him
the professor will see you in moscow!
satan’s rout is a pleasing thing
you’re stark naked
you’re up soaring
your knees are blue
(kissed by complacent lips)
and joy reigns, untrammeled
by sights of half decaying meat
you’d do anything for him
margarita, margarita, Margarita!
the resurrection of valor
(evil brews evil, so we can learn to love
& heaven is no place for the brave...
Sichen Li is a current high-school junior. In her free time, she enjoys reading literature, writing poetry, exploring philosophy, and taking photos on her analog camera. Her favorite book is the Master and Margarita, and she aspires to be an author someday.