Itys

for Itys

this one’s for Itys
and children of murderers
the collateral unsung

who live in the margins
whose story it’s not .
this for the ones who are

caught between pages
for all children of monsters
the innocent guilty that carry the blood

that is tainted – the face of the parent
and those who did nothing but still show a
likeness – existing at all

or are buried unmourned
or not buried at all
the ones not convenient

those who are awkward
disposed of – redundant
and surplus and swept

like the leaves in november
dismembered and left

lying sodden in corners
to wait  

Anita Greg 30/11/2018