By Maya Tisdale I don’t want to die pretty. I don’t care for the proper grooming
done for the deceased. I’d rather let my body be exposed, in its last moments of sight. I want the people to witness the downfall of a saint. Some people want to die pretty. Skin all smooth, as though it gives some type of warmth that only their appearance could bring. Sometimes they even want closed caskets, just to hide the unchangeable features of the dead. They don’t want to give the wrong impression that they did something. Let my feet be in the sight of God, revealing the callus skin that played as my shoes, allow my broken hands to be shown, to sum up how productive I was. Let them witness, let them believe that I gave up looks to, create a world where they can be beautiful. Veil their feet and make their skin nice and smooth. Adjust their hands in a graceful manner that almost compels you to hold them. Don’t delude the image of peace at it’s best. let them be inspired to live pretty lives like those who went before them. Let my legs be examined. Notice the remains of my essence, due to the lacerations administered by those who denied my cause. Please view my tear-stained face. The true tears of a soldier. Let them catch a glimpse of my power, and strength to be ugly. Rub lotion on their limbs and allow them to appear elegant. To the naked eye make them look glamorous. Hide their imperfections, clothe their mortal features. Embalm them. But one thing that can’t be concealed is how pretty a life they lived. So quiet and calm, their bodies all still and perfect. How silence doesn’t make any difference to them being alive or dead. A true waste of God’s gifts. they watched me earn my life, as they allowed theirs to be seized. they can have the public eye’s approval, please take it freely. For I will be ugly. They can be pretty. Comments are closed.
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2016-2017Lit. Mag. StaffSenior Editors:
Javier Flores Kaylee Kalaf Lisa Watson Junior Editors: Olivia King Serena Wooten Contributors
Samuel Asabor
Pavan Dayal Caitlyn Doan Javier Flores Michaela Gathings Emily Guettler Kaylee Kalaf Olivia King Oluwajoba Ogun Tianna Perry Ye Yee (Mary) Song Maya Tisdale Jillian Wolstromer Serema Wooten Table of Contents~"Sonnet" by Pavan Dayal (Poetry)
~"The Five Performers" by Javier Flores (Poetry) ~"Don't Forget to Remember" by Jillian Wolstromer (Fiction) ~"Waterfall" by Tianna Perry (Poetry) ~"Bipliophile" by Ye Yee Mary Song (Artwork) ~"In the Dark?" by Maya Tisdale (Poetry) ~"Outcast" by Michaela Gathings (Poetry) ~"I am Woman" by Oluwajoba Ogun (Poetry) ~"Enigma" by Serena Wooten (Fiction) ~"Robbery on the Dusty Road" by Emily Guettler (Fiction) ~"Seasons and Relationships" by Kaylee Kalaf (Poetry) ~"Lullaby" by Caitlyn Doan (Poetry) ~"The Crown" by Olivia King (Fiction) ~"Skull" by Ye Yee Mary Song (Artwork) ~"Dying Ugly" by Maya Tisdale (Poetry) ~"The Haunts of Brynmor House" by Emily Guettler (Fiction) ~"Swamp Town" by Samuel Asabor (Fiction) CategoriesArchives |