Treasure Island

Morgan Michaels


Miscarriage


Blood floods the stage, the proscenium,
drowns the pit and, hand over fist,
seeps up the center curtain.
'It's only tragedy', applaud the gods
from theirs seats in the balcony,
from their sumptuous boxes
'Well-played, but hardly a selfless act.
We keep out of it, we do. We never meddle.

Submitted: Saturday, November 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 10, 2013
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