Family Affair

She sits

sealed in a vacuum,

detached from the rest.

There’s an  un-crossable line

round an invisible corner.

Understood intentions

never to trust,

alone in a room

filled with the righteous.


Duplicitous smiles

evasive eyes

reveal the truth

they assume can’t be seen.

Who are the chosen

and who gets to decide?

©Shelli Carlisle 2010

One thought on “Family Affair”

  1. I really enjoyed this poem and the photo. You capture the concept of a black sheep or shunned one very well with your words. I also like that the mannequin is platinum blonde and stands way out. Thank you for sharing.

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