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The Witch Introduces Herself
by Liz Kay

May 31, 2021 Contributed By: Liz Kay

"Justice" by Devin Forst
“Justice” by Devin Forst

Everyone wants to know
about the children,

how they are and if they made it
out. What does it matter

now? Can you see there is no
happy here, not ever

after all? I, too, was a child once
and wrestled my way out.

I was one who was not
devoured. Look who I am now.

This is my victory. If there’s a hero
in this story, I tell you, it’s me.

SEE MORE: Interview with Liz Kay


LIZ KAY’s poems have appeared in such journals as Beloit Poetry Journal, RHINO, Nimrod, Willow Springs, The New York Quarterly, Iron Horse Literary Review, Redactions, and Sugar House Review. She is the author of The Witch Tells the Story and Makes it True (Quarter Press), the chapbook, Something to Help Me Sleep (dancing girl press), and the novel, Monsters: A Love Story (Putnam). Liz lives in Omaha, NE, with her husband and three sons.

Filed Under: Featured Content, Poetry Posted On: May 31, 2021

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