Stoned


A lesser man would have been turned to stone

by such a look,

disparaging 

dismissive,

certainly worthy of a Gorgon,

but I survived it

with my family,

though I still look uneasily 

at stone statues.

Was it the skill of the unknown carvers,

or was it just a look that did the trick?

I wonder how long my protection will last,

I’ll never know for sure.




https://coalitionfordigitalnarratives.org/2022/09/18/cw1-lynn-white-poems/




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