God’s Gift: Thalia
“… even when life begins in that horrible situation of rape, that it is something that God intended to happen.” – Richard Mourdock
I can see him in her smile and laughter.
Against her honeyed skin, her hair enclosed
around her fragile throat – a vise to fracture
bones, re-animated by my grey matter.
With widened eyes and pulsing veins exposed,
I can see him in her smile and laughter.
The carousel lights the night with tractor
yellows and cornflower blues. Imposed
around my fragile throat, a vise to fracture
my wrists were hands that bound me, after
I begged him, “don’t.” My legs and skirt transposed.
I can see him in her smile and laughter.
I wish the stalks had burned with him, grafter
of me and Thalia. Thoughts undisclosed:
around her fragile throat: a vise to fracture…
above her head: a barrier of water.
Although I’ll always try and stay composed,
I can see him in her smile and laughter:
around my delicate throat: a vise to fracture.
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Candice Horde is a recent Magna Cum Laude graduate of Texas Tech with a dual degree in English: Creative Writing and Technical Communication and Rhetoric with a minor in Chemistry. She currently writes as an entertainment journalist for Entity magazine and a TV critic for Tell-Tale TV.
Read And Then There Was Man and Woman, also by Candice Horde
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