Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #518
She Wanted To by Belinda Roddie She wanted to destroy the world because it looked at her funny, and so she scowled at all its elements like viewing scum. She judged each living creature 'neath the cowl of its night sky, refusing to believe that there could be a rightful place for her within its complicated hierarchy. She drew new worlds that she could, undeterred, visit at least cerebrally at times, creating new colors all of her own, new shapes and souls and beings, visual rhymes and reasons, distorted musical tone in symphonies of inks and paints and oils. Her hatred of the world would always boil.
