Scorned

Hashtag Kalakar

Sep 18, 2025

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By Diana Matusewic

Discarded human remains

Alive

In spite

Standing upright

Bones

Pressed

Against

Burning entrails.

Avalanche of maggots

Mandible collapses

Black and green water

Erupts

From

Vacant sockets

Evaporating

Into

Echoing

Screams…

Audible to everyone but rivals

Responsible for infernos

But

Cast

Blame

On skeletons

Left on stakes

Unaware

Of the monsters they create.

By Diana Matusewic

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