the death of normality on a friday afternoon-Lois E. Linkens

lois e. linkens

Unknown portraits of women crying in the 19th century.

the friday silence
was enough to make
the bending of the grass
in the afternoon
stillness
a symphonic screech,
the creak
of a thousand floorboards
the scratch
of a thousand bows
against a thousand violins.
she took a paper bag
and held it.
an arcane wind
blew from the south,
a thousand winters
whipped
into a whirlwind,
to shake the starlings
from their dance.

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Literary Collective

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