April 30, 2017

All That Glitters, EJ Hagadorn


I never knew what deal I made
When her lips touched the water,
But she knew a little girl would only see innocence.
That’s why her kind only talk to children.
Ever since that day, whenever I speak,
My voice is strangled
Into flowers, gems, and pearls.
Silence for wealth: that is the price I pay for my kindness.
I’m sure he loved the idea, taking a rich, mute queen.
But how could he fathom the misery of it,
To never sing to my baby?
To listen to the world, and all its words,
Truth-revealing, pain-soothing, love-beguiling,
And never to answer in kind?
My sister choked on her words, but I hold mine down.
He begs for more, drunk against the door,
But not even a starving kingdom will open my mouth.
My only words now are echoed in my silence: “I refuse.”
Never believe what they say.
Silence is not golden;
Words are.


E.J. Hagadorn is an independent author of fiction and poetry, whose works include "Sing A Song Of Yellowstone" and the award-winning "Spring-Heel'd Jack."  When not writing, he can occasionally be seen traversing mountains, lurking in graveyards, or sleeping at his desk.

Art by Amanda Bergloff.




2 comments

  1. "That's why her kind only talk to children." Bravo. Powerful, as is the ending.

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  2. Perceptive and moving! I love this!

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