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Untitled by Jennifer Pester - 2nd Place Poetry
from Legacy 1998
**2nd place poetry**
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by Jennifer Pester
why is It that
what ought to be
and what must be are so often contrary?
as if love,
haying played the role
of fairy godmother
one too many times
rips off her costume
five minutes before curtain,
ducks out the splintered back door,
and disappears into the
blue-black Infamy beyond,
leaving me standing alone
In the reticent silence of the wings
waiting for my cue to venture out
onto the cold, hard pine of the stage
and, amid the thunder of a
hollow, austere auditorium
explain what happened
to the audience
of you
