Internet Witch
by Karen L. Newman
She uses her fingers for wands
and incantations turn to code,
as she weaves a web of spells to go online.
Gone are caldrons,
broomsticks, and black
cats. Her coven now meets
in a chat room,
avatars holding hands
in a virtual circle.
There she’s young again,
raven-haired and straight-spined,
not a crone. Afterwards
she swings across the internet
on zeroes and climbs ladders of ones
into selected computers.
She worms her way inside,
turns files into poison
apples that are bitten with a click,
and then flees from systems
left in permanent sleep mode.