Poetry: “An End”


Words in the Wind, mixed media, Ruben Monzon

“Words in the Wind”, mixed media, by Ruben Monzon

An End

Words waft spectre-like among us: they are spoken and embodied; they are revoked and undone piece-by-piece, evaporating into the thin night air. I wonder, maddeningly, whether I had simply dreamed them up.

A promise is precarious. No matter how earnestly it is whispered, no matter how fervently it is pledged with the tenacity of a white-knuckled grip and a creased forehead, it must always have the sharp edge of unspoken conditions. The bitter disappointment of an end begins with mere words–words that mean nothing, words that mean everything.

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Alysha McLeod studies English and Women’s Studies at Western. She is a self-professed strident feminist and crazy cat lady (Her current total is two, but her belief is that cat ownership is a slippery slope: once you’ve got more than one, you’re pretty much doomed to have many).

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