Rock Song – Vino y Sangre – Marcy Erb

The Family Dinner Party

Where the man
at the top of the stairs,
the butcher of our tiny land
came from, nobody will say.

Every family has one.
We gather together,
blood running down
the wooden steps

Ascending the stairs, I wondered,
even when I was a child,
why do we wait for slaughter?

Below, at my mother’s
dining table, everyone
drank wine and
waited their turn
sips of nervous laughter
the blood
flowing like molasses
from tipped jars

Ascending the stairs, I wondered,
even when I was a child,
why do they wait for slaughter?

I reached the landing
He grabbed me then
I pushed back, tumbling us
down the steep flight in silence.

We have given away all his things
the place he took our hearts, cleaned.
The wine we drink now is for
remembering his death beneath me.

~ Marcy Erb of Illustrated Poetry

A day late – but not a dollar short, I hope – for the January challenge. A rock song/poem was new and different for me – thanks, Jessie!

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