Зник (Disappeared)
written by: Joni Caggiano
@theinnerchild1
grief falls from my pocket
puddles of barren moments
bloody dolly circles a filthy drain
laughter, and love in a gilded locket
dangles deep between my cold breasts
captives of war, our daughter’s voice dead
snow dusting hate, birds swallow their songs
my stars, my compass, they were my only home
bodies connect like roots in Bucha’s massive grave
smother whimpers of my dying spirit, so many yet brave
Joni Caggiano
Joni is an internationally known and published poet, photographer, and author. She is a co-author of the Amazon #1 bestselling poetry anthologies “Wounds I Healed: The Poetry Of Strong Women,” and “Hidden In Childhood, A Poetry Anthology,” and she has contributed to several other anthologies. She is a regular contributor to MasticadoresIndia, MasticadoresUSA, and Spillwords Press NYC, where she has been twice nominated and won Publication of the Month for “Love Me Like A Luna” (November 2022). She also was a 2023 Co-Winner of “Socialite Of The Year.” Joni shares her story as a surviving Adult Child of Alcoholics (ACOA) in her blog, “Rum And Robots.” Her complete list of books, anthologies, magazines and contests can be found in her blog’s Publications page. Joni’s blog is an effort to help other ACOAs through faith and a strong kinship with nature. Joni is also a retired nurse.
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