By the Light of the Lying Moon- Maggie Lawson/The Art of Chewing Crayons

I keep myself busy in labyrinths
excavating reasons why
you aren’t here,
tapping on hollow bones
for answers they don’t have
to questions void-of-course.

I know the soil is spent
and yet I dig
for what was never there.

Each fistful of dirt
flies in the face
of the lying moon;
silvered charm exchanged
for umbral truth.

Ashes of light
grip bitter in my mouth
as soil marries tears.

I won’t look up
won’t acknowledge
the dead rock locked
in darkness and truth
but wait for the light
of the lying moon,

for you.


You can read more of Maggie’s writing at The Art of Chewing Crayons

Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

2 thoughts on “By the Light of the Lying Moon- Maggie Lawson/The Art of Chewing Crayons”

  1. “Each fistful of dirt
    flies in the face
    of the lying moon;
    silvered charm exchanged
    for umbral truth.”
    Just wonderful…
    One of my favorite quotes is: “Under you skin the moon is alive” (Pablo Neruda)… In the light of your lying moon and abrasive words, we are aliver and braver.

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