Sister-In-Law Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

Sister-In-Law



flaxen braids....
the only description there could be....
....
that imposing profile... a prussian walkure...
....lacked a saber scar....didn't need one, she'd won every battle...
this well-constructed legend....
in all their minds, as well as in her own....
I liked her...
of the lot of them
she threw her spear full-force,
clean and clear....
and died alone...

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