SECOND PLACE:
Normal
by Blake Valin
No one suspects that I am not normal.
It's cool how well my insanity is
blanketed by nods, smiles, solid eye-
contact, so well controlled
to flummox the experts.
Behind stage the light are out,
I wander where wolves might live
in Effigy, saga of an Indian girl,
fourth wife of a Zionist.
What if he brought me a family of
wolves he shot and told me
to skin them, preserve them
for his bloodthirsty collection?
The moon would darken at my wail,
a death howl to send shivers up
the mountain, send the snows
crashing down upon us all.
I smile, nod to him, vision my
knife plunge into his irreverent heart.
On stage, you smile, nod back at me,
suspect that I believe you are normal.
HONORABLE MENTION:
Broken and Battered
by Cora Lee Palma
Here lies my body
broken - battered
racked with pain
excruciating
like constant
throbbing toothache
Mobile coffin
twisted - shattered
chunk of metal
crushed
as tin can
ready to recycle
Roses - carnations
arranged - tattered
in glass vases
fresh - fragrant
with ethereal scents
of my own funeral.