“The Stone Lion,” a poem by Abby Wender (poetry, ’08) appears online at the New Orleans Review.
The lion on the family mausoleum lies still,
mossy-backed and obedient.
When no one watched I rode it.
I never thought of those buried,
only wanted to escape the living
who were so easily offended.
Beatrice hated the place
and liked to tease,
“When everyone you know is dead,
you won’t like it either.” …[Keep Reading]…