"This boat is full. No third class."
"Have mercy," she #entreats. The other passengers, faces like #overcast skies, pockets heavy with jewels, don't step in to #mediate.
She crosses the #divide, seawater in her lungs. "I have no coin."
The ferryman #wavers. "This boat is full. Go back." #vss365
Don’t go down the shelter tonight, Su #entreats but Nev’s already left. After the estate shelter was destroyed it was safer at home. But Nev doesn’t feel safe and she hates shelters. A bomb crashes outside. The door flies off its hinges and Su’s smashed against the wall #vss365
The Council of Giants finds argument weary. They are bored by #entreats about which land belongs to who. Who started what is tiresome. When giants wage war, they do it by time. You can see them now, huddled and hunched, with snow capping their heads. They look like they will be there forever
#vss365
when time’s thickets
part and let her through
and the high grass
leans in to trouble
the horizon
deep with omen
heavy with trial
she #entreats fate
to lead her back
to the source
#vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets
