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Good Lies

Penelope

A poem

Penelope. (Illustration by Thomas Ehretsmann)

Her husband is late getting home, but she’s used to it.
She’s had years of practice, waiting,
sitting by the loom in her room,
weaving silk threads of flaxen gold and berry red,
an unending shroud heaped in ribbon candy layers at her pedicured feet.

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Annabelle Wagner

Annabelle Wagner

Storyteller. Lover of cats. Holding a BA in English/Creative Writing from Point Park University. She/her.

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