Accident by Jolly Alexander

If you’re too green
for a place
everyone can feel it

As sure as self is
close to the entrance
a walled chasm 
of separation
invades

Streets collide
at a juncture
meet at your feet
head over heels
this raggedy doll
hurtled
catapulted in time

This urban martrydrom
of female patronesses
planted in crevices
of concrete and steel

There’s something
somewhere
that does not want a body,
watches us pass by

Make sense of this
in life’s puzzle
of shards configuring
the stillness remains
mourns only
the lonely grids of time

*Previously published by Merak Magazine in March 2019

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Jolly Alexander loves to read and to write. She is a member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators. (SCBWI)  She loves to meet and network with people on social media.