Here lies Liz
she’s tired
Here lies Liz
she’s lazy
Here lies Liz
this is fiction
Here lies Liz
truth untenable
Here lies Liz
overworked
Here lies Liz
earning her keep
Here lies Liz
unable to get up
Here lies Liz
like roadkill
Here lies Liz
told to keep still
Here lies Liz
too scared to move
Here lies Liz
accommodating a man
Here lies Liz
in silence
Here lies Liz
a snack for wild dogs
Here lies Liz
cold and hog-tied
Here lies Liz
grisly find for joggers
Here lies Liz
aka jane doe
Here lies Liz
on an autopsy slab
Here lies Liz
not donor material
Here lies liz
In bits in bags
weighed, examined,
& here lies Liz
cut and sliced,
& here lies Liz
labelled, numbered
Here lies Liz
dead (assuming she once lived)
Here lies Liz
safer in a long box
Here lies Liz
burning again
Here lies Liz
in the
crematorium
niche
another
hole
in a
wall.
Kathryn Yuen (New South Wales)
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