Lonely Ghost
written by: Ennis Rook Bashe
@RookTheBird
Your voice echoes endlessly in an empty room
even the sheet-covered furniture tilts you to the floor
or you slip through it like water cold as silence
when the arms-linked living shroud the halls
teeth in careless smiles and blood in their cheeks
you could unearth each shining coin from your grave- they’d trod gold into dirt
whispers beg them listen
jiggle lightswitch desperately.
but they only notice when you turn poltergeist.
cracking mirrors. slammed doors. Still
they choose not to understand.
Ennis Rook Bashe is a two-time Elgin Award nominee, Rhysling Award finalist, TAP New York Writers’ Institute Poetry Prize winner, and Lesfic Bard Award-winning poet and novelist whose work has appeared in Strange Horizons, Cricket, and Liminality Magazine. Their chapbook Beautiful Malady includes work nominated for the Pushcart Prize.
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- Lonely Ghost - November 1, 2024
