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Lady Liberty’s Skirt – January 6, 2021

Lady Liberty’s Skirt

January 6, 2021

written by: Martha Annice Jackson



Eyes skirting the sky, she’s lost
Looking up for a vision, making decisions,
but not frantic
Stilted from unknown and known assaults
Life is an erratic routine of legal delights

A storm brewing and the timid are fickle
Been in a hundred-thousand storms only ten percent severe
Surrounded by vapors of unstable air
the world becomes theatrical
the bitten bitter hang on to the stage of windshear

Unglued and cleared and ready to harm
Mystified, but without hesitation,
the Lady smoothed her skirt down.
Lays back, smiles as the thunder storms
Someone’s blood is a charm on her arm.

Knew the wind was coming
Saw the temperature dropping
No routine to change
Everything is agitated, but she’s restrained
Birds sending silent tweets
Wolfs refuse to howl
Gleefully, Lady Liberty smoothed down her skirt
And smiled.

Martha Annice

Martha Annice

I write stories based on my childhood in Lebanon, Tennessee where I grew up in the African American community as the daughter of the town bootlegger. Growing up in a small southern town was not always easy, but growing up as the child of the bootlegger was even more difficult—and always interesting. What I hope to accomplish in my writing is to preserve this life in small-town Tennessee after the Second World War, especially the lives of the people that I loved in these small towns. This life and these people will be lost if not preserved in stories. I hope to preserve characters, their situations, and their voices in my stories because I do not want them to be lost. I am fairly new to the area of creative writing, but I have studied writing and worked with a mentor at Middle Tennessee State University in the MTSU WRITE program.
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