The following is an emulation of the class act “Nine”. “Nine” follows the story of two women who have been kidnapped by human traffickers. They are locked in a room and share “tells” – glimmers of hope with each other.
A silver sliver nicked my eye
“moonbeam”.
The eerie glow of the pale light
danced over my bruised skin
and shone across the
cracks in my ribs
“moonbeam”.
The light curled around my lip
tugging at the corners
aching against the
heavy weight of my
down turned lips
“moonbeam”.
Washed away by the
salty river awash
my face.
“moonbeam”
was once a tell
that brightened the darkness
of the malicious blue
walled basement
“moonbeam”.
was once hope.