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.


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oolasha
Powerful!