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.

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