A Hang UpA Poem by Ranger Kessel
She was bleeding from her mouth and eyes but it was her. Dangling from the rafter. Her power suit and briefcase on the table nearby.
She didn't get the job. One of many, but this one was different. One that would have made everyone proud of her again Made a handsome man propose over dinner with fancy jewelry that comes in a box. Champagne. Trips to New Zealand. It wasn't meant to be. Truth was she was more qualified than anyone else who showed up. More down to Earth. If she had only worn a pair of flat dress shoes instead of those heels. They made the interviewer uncomfortable and reminded them of a s****y teacher in high school It was all done for now. Nothing was going to bring her down alive. The coroner eating a sandwich as the officers cut her down said it best when she exclaimed, "what a shame," before pocketing her bracelet. © 2022 Ranger KesselFeatured Review
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