Reeks
Like a game of thrones.
It throws the innocent from the turret
A witness to incest and lies.
And then cries like a crocodile.
Tears washed in blood and bile.
…
We crown the cruel with laurel—smile,
And dress their damage up as style;
We pay in praise for practiced guile,
And call the bruising all ‘worthwhile.’
We stack up perks in a shining pile,
While quiet decency lives in exile;
Then scold the ones who name it vile—
As if the truth should stand on trial.
…
So let it stink this tilted scale,
Till justice learns its tone.
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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