Secret possession

You may know
our shocking family annals
among the yellowed stacks
of penny dreadfuls

and yet we host
but a modest presence
who taps the wooden drum
of our house when we forget

a haunting so feeble
caused embarrassment
when some serpent tongue
informed the elders

chalk messages on our walls
identified the unhappy menial
vile collaborator found in a field
feasted upon by ravenous crows

given such unexpected violence
from our unassuming spirit
we now enter the village
happily loathed, reviled

the French, we learned,
have no word for ‘wicked’
so we gave them one of ours.


Editor’s Corner

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