soccer mom

she left her cat
of nine tails
behind her.
her pointed
hat, and green
striped stockings
too. they come up
to her boney knees
when she wears them.
her broom, pathetic
as it is for sweeping
rested against the door.
next to a pot of boiling
water with a wooden
spoon. then there was
the note, that said,
be right back, taking
the kids to school.
it's not easy being
a witch, these days,
with soccer and the
minivan, the pta.