Withstanding the Asylum

I hold it close against my chest,
an exotic emerald scarab,
carapaced beetle of afflatus.
A hard face hides my longanimity;
I refuse to cringe from my jailer,
use the crescent moon to filter
noise of other sufferers within these walls
and, when I retrieve the bowl of watery stew
from the ledge below the hatch in my cell door,
I imagine it’s a delicious pasty and yell for more.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

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My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #145

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8 thoughts on “Withstanding the Asylum”

    1. There are so many stories of women wrongly locked up in asylums back in the day. Although some women are locked up in toxic relationships that are just as bad.

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      1. Ah yes. I was briefly introduced to such a way of life’ for Men, by Men to subject women to their will – and was disgusted. Even women of influence’ had to watch themselves – and that I do not know if is more disturbing.

        Thank Heaven and Hell for Evolution and or Revolution. (@–>–) (@–>–)

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