Freedom

A flash sparked across the sky,
people cheered under lights of blue and red and white,
but I couldn’t hear the crowd
over my own screaming.
I paid the ‘doctor’
before he ushered me out the back alley,
still bleeding.
I fell into bed that night
cold and barren,
my womb destined for emptiness.

The young woman in front of me
sheds tears and dignity
as she talks about the violation.
I hold her hand,
her feet rest in stirrups.
My tools are clean,
her choice is valid.
Freedom is more than patriotic fireworks.

 

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This was written for the speakeasy #100 – a piece of fiction or poetry using the first line, “A flash sparked across the sky” and referencing, in some way, the picture below.

Alley

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25 responses to this post.

  1. Wow….not sure what else to say…just wow!

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  2. Posted by iasoupmama on March 12, 2013 at 11:25 pm

    Such a fantastic contrast in a small space. Love where the prompts took you!

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  3. Graphic contrasts – powerful piece.

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  4. Ack, painful to read but well done!

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  5. Posted by bnatividad on March 13, 2013 at 10:22 am

    Such a powerful poem, Dayle. Great take on the prompts!

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  6. Very hard to read, but that was part of the point, I am sure. Your last line could launch an entire debate. Very interesting…

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  7. Wow, this is fantastic! Love the contrasts and the strength of your message. Wonderfully done!

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  8. Very powerful message! Really good.

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  9. Posted by nataliedeyoung on March 13, 2013 at 10:13 pm

    Whew, what a loaded poem! I love the contrast, and how you illustrate the message. Well done!

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  10. Posted by modmomelleroy on March 14, 2013 at 11:30 am

    Wow. You did a wonderful job with the prompts and with this powerful message.

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  11. Wow. I especially like this line: “sheds tears and dignity.” Powerful.

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