No More Does Death Do – Kindra M. Austin

FREE VERSE REVOLUTION

Sarcophagus closet kept

closed

at the end

of the hall-

way.

Skeleton

key

hangs unused; a loosened

noose

around my neck

reminds me,

No more does death

do.

No more

does death do,

than I have grown accustomed to.

And I can live without you,

mama,

here,

on the opposite side of the closet door—

that goddamned closet,

made into your

coffin.  


Kindra M. Austin writes at One for Sorrow and she is one half of Indie Blu(e)

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