Jackal, Scavenging For Stories
Jackal, Scavenging For Stories
By Hibah Shabkhez
The cherished, delicately nursed grudge
Vanishes like a crescent at sunrise -
A budding epic is killed by a nudge,
By a simple ‘sorry’. The writer sighs,
The sister rejoices. Inside you, there are …
The starving one gorges on history
You ship off to decent oblivion;
On this thunder-haunted serenity,
Cracking as it lies in wait for a pen
To showcase true lies for posterity.