That dark well in the courtyard
is like a monster
as it devoured my sister
and never spat her out
that dark window sill is
blackened by my mother’s elbows
as she waited patiently for my father to arrive
those cracks in the basement door
plays my shattered memories|
like a movie on a broken reel.
I try so hard to forget
Those stairs like the inside of the snakes
has devoured my happiness
This house is painted
with the handprints of blood
this is my house of pain
I don’t call it home anymore.
Megha Sood lives in Jersey City, New Jersey. She is also a contributing author at GoDogGO Cafe, Candles Online, Whisper and the Roar and Poets Corner. Her works have been featured in GoDogGoCafe, Whisper and the Roar, Duane Poetree, Visual Verse, Poets Corner, Modern poetry, Spillwords, Indian periodicals Literary heist, Little Rose Magazine, Writer’s Cafe, The Quiet Corner, Vita Brevis and coming up in Modern Literature and many more. She recently won the 1st prize in NAMI NJ Dara Axelrod Mental Health Poetry contest. She blogs at https://meghasworldsite.wordpress.com/.