FNS: Villanelle for America in the 21st Century by Autumn Widdoes

Every Friday night we feature a short story, essay, personal narrative, poem,
spoken word, or short film for your enjoyment.

Tonight’s poem from is from Autumn Widdoes


We wind the darkest threads around the day.
And pull ourselves into fear’s wooly arguments.
We perform the fool in a thousand death morality play.

When reality is nothing but a magician in grey
whose language is a tricky pattern of meaningful nonsense,
we wind the darkest threads around the day.

The world sits on a small ridge of an animal’s vertebrae,
Time is a (in)tended landscape carved into happenstance;
we perform the fool in a thousand death morality play.

Lives unmoored under endless battles sway.
Love crumbling under the gold pillars of great expense.
We wind the darkest threads around the day.

Greed has built inside us a monument to which we pray,
Fueling the production of drone-violence.
We perform the fool in a thousand death morality play.

Everything we’ve allowed will come to ricochet,
Freedoms slipping away in monumental increments.
We wind the darkest threads around the day.
We perform the fool in a thousand death morality play.


Autumn Widdoes is a poet, playwright, and video/performance artist. Her poetry has been published by Magma, White Stag, Words Dance and Fourth & Sycamore. Autumn is currently studying Creative Writing at UNLV. www.autumnwiddoes.com

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