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The Condemned Woman

  • Today is exam day, for pen to push paper.
    An extended hand halts the afternoon bus
    And I embark with eerie silence saluting me.
    I am the only passenger!
    No ringing tones, no chatty phones. Silence.
    No music from errant earplugs.
    No other traveller mounts this motor.
    Doomed in this personal privilege
    I go to my execution in solitary stupor.

    by Sally Lessiter