Washed Up on the Shore
by Myra’Nesha McNeil
Illustration by Cameron Shinall
She couldn’t believe what she saw
It was coming right at her throat
Too stunned to act
She watched the tall man
Come at her, she was ready for a match.
And she wasn’t losing this time.
This wasn’t the first time.
Everyone heard or saw
The couple’s daily matches
How they both came for each other’s throats:
A mean man and a stubborn woman
Neither proud of their actions
There was no time to act
They were running out of time
The mean man
was a deadly claw,
choked her throat.
This was a deadly match.
They all wanted this match
To end. The second act
Had to end soon. Her throat
Was broken this time.
They all saw
How this mean man
Quickly began
To wrap and snatch
The woman's body. He used a saw
To finish the act.
No one lived this time.
She only wore her coat.
While her body was beginning to float
the mean man began to run—
“There has been a crime
A woman was attacked
And you will be caught.”
Everyone saw.
Her death, impact
A battered woman's act
No one helped, but everyone saw.
Myra'Nesha McNeil (she/her) is a senior at Blackburn College majoring in creative writing and minoring in business management. She is proud to be from East St. Louis and wants to spread her love towards others.