April Anthology, 2013: Tellers of Tales

Tell me when

Did we begin

To shatter the mirror,

Make it clearer

By breaking our lives

Into bitty pieces?

Husbands and children and lovers and wives,

Worlds of peace, worlds where war never ceases.

These we make,

License take

From the gods of hope and horror and dream.

We sprinkle their libations down

All over our town,

And rewrite our tale as we’d like it to seem.