I will take you with me beyond dark
doorways propped open with slivers
of light. Along winding trails in a blackened
forest of toppled buildings. Hands reaching
out grasping for cool water and a morsel of
Kolach. Footprints erased by gales of war.
Tear filled rivers that once sang past fields
and forests. I will lead you to places where
daylight no longer beckons. Where night is
the new rule, and the world is painted in an
ash gray patina. I will show you all the horrors
that devour freedom. Step carefully my friend,
for we are not alone. We too have much to lose.
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 15 poetry books, and 1 short-story. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: The Phoenix; Eclipse Lit, Carolina Muse, Sand Hills Literary Magazine, Ephemeral Literary Review, The Elevation Review, The Closed Eye Open, North Dakota Quarterly.
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