Allister Nelson

Jethro’s Daughter

A weekly, serialized virtual chapbook

David Estringel 5/1/25 David Estringel 5/1/25

by Allister Nelson

“I whisper sweet nothings / into your ear: swanfoot perchta / eidolon cleft from my ribs / witchmilk daughter…”

David Estringel 5/1/25 David Estringel 5/1/25

by Allister Nelson

“Menses thick like raisins, moon-tide / sorrow…”

David Estringel 5/1/25 David Estringel 5/1/25

by Allister Nelson

“Husband, my master, the meat is poisoned / it’s my own flesh I cantarella-spiced.”