October 2018 – Anne's mediocre poetry

The space between words

Into the lull steps Isabella – late summer comes the chipping when the cardinal desists from singing. No words, no words can ever match empathy like the wave upon the shore – the still is everything, muffled ever more. The voice of silence is a woman breaking, the measure of sound is a girl noContinue reading “The space between words”

I will not normalize evil

Dred Scott pled before us, and Plessy stood his ground, history is so ominous when it massages the ego of difference. The old boys required blinders on our eyes when they lashed the African to a funeral pyre. I live in a sad sad country where children become brides, they tell you it doesn’t happen,Continue reading “I will not normalize evil”

Iniquity

The fact of a gas chamber is unremarkable. Like ragweed in late summer, giving the itch of nose, it comes and goes, one century after another. A death march is easily foretold. Scheherazade, that spinner of tales, could not be surer of how such an incident repeats itself. Infinite recklessness and chance – only fortuneContinue reading “Iniquity”