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Black Annis
by Marina Lee Sable
Somewhere in the Dane Hills of England
the pagan goddess of a darker time waits,
sprawled catlike in the gnarled branches
of an oak tree, blue face pulled tight
against the grinding of her talon-teeth
while the cauldron of her eye seeks its prey.
Once her victim has been flayed alive,
eviscerated, and the flesh devoured,
she nails her trophy to the wall
of a cave she clawed out of rock.
There the small skins of children
hang like delicate tapestries
in the cold stone cavern
littered with the petrified remains of bones
and skulls sucked dry as egg shells.
© Marina Lee Sable
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Marina Lee Sable has had poems recently appear, or are forthcoming, in Weird Tales, Cyber Oasis, Lost in the Dark, Dark Krypt, T-zero, Eclectica, Poetry Super Highway, Between Kisses, and Ragged Edge.