A face shot with red

One of my odder attempts at poetry, experimenting with run-ons.


Mayan temples sacrificed women to the deeps
for continued survival
a man has fallen and saws off his own arm,
gritting teeth and bearing the pain,
her pregnancy leaves her clutching hands,
her face shot with red
flames fanned by men calling her a witch,
a bitch for doing this,
inciting men to riot or
peacefully sitting down to dreams of rights
now floating in puddles of soft drinks upended over heads,
a baptism for eventual rebirth.
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