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Megha Sood·October 24, 2020

Halloween English Poetry

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Dance of The Death

written by: Megha Sood

@meghasood16

“Six feet of earth makes us all equal.”
–Italian (on death and dying)

The clutching bones
make the rattling sound
and the grim reaper makes his
eerie presence felt around

Life is squeezed out of this moment
gasping and choking;
with no air to breathe
the darkness has engulfed
that sliver of the sunshine
happiness has been pushed
into the deep ravine

Those squeals have been locked
shut in the boxes so tight
the screech and the screaming
have been warming the air
and taking birth
supine

The firmament of the hell
has been opened and the soul
is gutted & the body is ripped
shredded,
ready to be fed in pieces

The wails of the weeping widows
adorn and embellish
this ashen room
the pungent smell in the air
carries its gloom

Ghouls and the monsters are
lingering in the dark
start calling out your name
as the macabre dance
of the death
slowly begins.

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Megha Sood is an Award-winning Asian-American Poet, Editor, and Literary Activist. She is a Literary Partner with “Life in Quarantine”, at Stanford University. Her widely anthologized poems, essays, and other works talk about her experience as a first-generation immigrant and woman of color. Author of Chapbook (“My Body is Not an Apology”, Finishing Line Press, 2021) and Full Length (“My Body Lives Like a Threat”, FlowerSongPress, 2022). Her co-edited anthology “The Medusa Project” has been selected as a digital payload to be sent to the moon in 2024 in collaboration with NASA/SpaceX.

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

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