Words by Vanessa Liao
Content Warning: Death
experiential
they say it takes a lifetime
to sew a suit and button these ties
much like a true crime story
i’ve imagined an outfit
for the dead which lay before me
the graveyard beyond me
sings the sorrows of hopeless souls
prodding and poking at each and every
one of my living bones
and i am drawn to the scent
of white, peculiar roses
in and amongst the crimson
pang of rusty iron smoke
wisping through this piercing silence
truth behold i’ve never thought
that of all the sacrifices i’d have to make
the offering of my bones to soil
in this graveyard strengthens my soul
and births the life of something new
now six feet beneath the earth
i lie still without motion
i lie still in all of my hope
