Charade

Charade

written by: Rochelle Foles

@shellilouwho

Tucked in                among the                 chicken bones
                                                                frozen peas
                                        

        and silicone cradled                           bulging cubes of ice
        you think I’m blind to your secret
                 labeled in red

                I AM NOT

 perhaps 
         if you could hold your own        your delusion might play out

                but you ignore 
                         tell yourself fairy stories
                        so you can dive in sans conscious
                                you deny                       you black out the all too real fact

                THIS IS NOT MY FIRST RODEO

         continue to play this charade                with me as the losing team
         and it won’t be my wrath that welcomes you home

                        it will be a silent house

Please leave this field empty

NEVER MISS A STORY

SUBSCRIBE TO OUR NEWSLETTER AND GET THE LATEST LITERARY BUZZ

We don’t spam! Read our privacy policy for more info.

Check your inbox or spam folder to confirm your subscription.

• About
• Latest Posts

Rochelle Foles

Rochelle began writing at the age of twelve. Encouraged by her local librarian, she cut her poetic teeth on ee cummings, T.S. Eliot, Walt Whitman and Elizabeth Barrett Browning, all of whom continue to influence her writing today.

She is a logophile and her playful attitude towards words can often be seen in her writing through her use of fonts, space, spelling and design.

She considers it a privilege to be read and to be an active contributor to Spillwords.

Latest posts by Rochelle Foles (see all)

• Grandad’s Arms - June 19, 2020
• Consumed - April 18, 2019
• Spotlight On Writers – Rochelle Foles - March 2, 2019