The Pallor of Survival
by Laure-Anne Bosselaar
sidewalks freckled rust and red, and the sun
gentle. I'll take the back streets to the bookstore
it's a longer ridebut I avoid the street where
St. John the Evangelist Church faces that seedy
building with a sign flashing "Jews for Jesus."
The last time I pedaled between them I felt
a draft there, a silence so chilling I gasped.
l don't know what happened to Judith Aaron,
She left on a Tuesday in March. Years after
She didn't let out a sound, not a sigh,
"The Pallor of Survival" first appeared in Many Mountains Moving, Volume 2, Number 1, "Burning Issues." The work appears here by permission of the author.
Original Graphic Image, "Olvidian Rood" © 1999 by Emmanuela Copal de León