The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

ISSN 2249 –2178


Volume-3                                                      DECEMBER -2013                                           Number-2




                                     by Marsha Mathews


                       Arriving at church, we found the side wall crumpled,

                        my daughter’s Mitsubishi Eclipse smashed, motor running,

                        Alanis Morrisette blaring.  

                        Stained glass crunch-scraped beneath our shoes.          


Found her

bloodied and dazed,

humped over the steering wheel,


Bud Lite cans, stench

metal, vomit. Sirens humming.

From the rearview mirror,

pink and black ribbon,

an angel pin



who she’d blame

this time.