I wore white to my wedding,
A testament to all I’d lost.
Symbol of a lie,
but a must
if I were to walk
the tightrope of modesty.

Condemned by those
who hadn’t walked the path I had trod,
I maintained a fine balance of expectation,
shrouded in hidden passion.
Veiled threats of excommunication
had become a burden of communion
too great for the saints.

Shy brides!
We dance
to covert tunes
of lies and dissimulation;
each bride a sepulchre,
each groom a failure.
We bear children of perdition
with no comfort for the nation.

And so, lies become intertwined
with the chalice of virginal blood,
shed in a desperate moment
of convoluted passion,
leading to this burgundy path,
down the aisle
to a future of death,
as we sit and stare
at each other
in despair…

DPC is the acronymn for Domnichen Poetic Circle, a “Literary Circle of Contemporary Poets, and Spoken Word Artists of Dominican birth and descent. The group endeavors to showcase the broad spectrum of Dominican talent in the area of the written and spoken word and also promotes itself as a platform for interactive conversations on posted content of the Artists, “in the form of constructive critique and reactions, helpful poetry web-links and events, as well as, creative responses.”