YOUNG ADULT Poem: Macabre Masquerade, by Jalen McNair

I saunter to the muddy mosaic floor
shroud as an unshod swan, with
this skin-crawling prenotion that
will become divulge at the sore
sight of dawn

my plucked and gutted corpse
that will rest at that vile heart
with a radiant warmth to
conjure those craving critters
for my inky river

while the crimson moon’s ascent
from the evergreen sea, where
the shadowy-suited friend
stands at a bloody X

with a frivolous smile
to welcome my new beginning
that could only happen with the
end of my masquerade

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