Heir To Corruption
BY SYLVI WARSHAVER-STEIN
and the daughter of the devil seeks the darkness in the dawn. she loves the color of midnight. she loves the silver taste of blood. tyger tyger, tooth and nail, silent death still leaves grief frail, she’s fragile or wants to be, wishes she could shed tears of indignancy without being burned. if guilt is kerosene, her body is a bonfire. but there is a next time and a next. nothing sleeps. no secrets lie dormant. the thorns of the family tree do not only grow over the dead. the endurance of quiet is its own agony. the thousands of different silences. the hundreds of thousands of agonies. who is your mother? who is your daughter? who will inherit the wind, and who the zephyr? when will death be enough? when will suffering be forgiveness? tongue between jagged teeth and it's so easy to conflate arbology with apology.
About the Author
Sylvi Warshaver-Stein is a high school senior in New York City, NY, where she is the editor-in-chief of her school’s literary magazine. She has had her work published in Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, in the American High School Poets’ quarterly magazine. Sylvi enjoys art and English class, and in her free time, can be found reading, or planning Dungeons & Dragons adventures.
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