a poem by Jennifer Greene-Sullivan

“Collateral Damage” by Jennifer Greene-Sullivan

Threaten me with your white-hot rage,

Although he never cuckolded me.

Deadhead critics gather to adjudicate;

Mark these words: conquistadors wish 

they had conquered as much as HE.

Ironically, though not one conquest of me.

I go to the grave, climbing my crystal stair,

as fair as the white crest of the highest wave, 

you can locate me in the ground, the only one,

in town that the Conqueror NEVER found.

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I am an English teacher, mother, and wife, but I love to write. I feel that I am blessed to be able to use my talent to write about my children's books, poems, short fiction, and parenting. Please feel free to contact me with any questions you may have about my experiences with beginning a writing career while focusing on my children and my job. I look forward to comments and to hear from my readers!

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