Fallen
written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
@TabakaChris
the sign said open
so she walked right in
checking her wings at the door
red papered walls
in a room filled with smoke
and the smell of cheap perfume
whispered conversations
in an unknown language
heard only by discerning ears
bleary red eyes staring out
from under thick mascaraed lashes
followed her every move
working her way to the back of the room
she finds a quiet corner
to wait her turn
all the while a neon sign flashes overhead
with the words
“Welcome to Gehenna”
SEPTEMBER 2018 / MAY 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 14 poetry books, and 1 short story book. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking.Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: Eclipse Lit, Carolina Muse, Sparks of Calliope; The Closed Eye Open, North Dakota Quarterly, Tangled Locks Journal, Wild Roof Journal, The American Writers Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Silver Blade, Pomona Valley Review, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Fourth & Sycamore.
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