I believe these poems represent a range of feelings I experienced in response to the crime, although, perhaps there is no resolution to be found within their text. I think that, as long as I see the boys around town, … this experience will continue to come up in my writing.
I hold the word victim in my mouth
and exhale it
now that I am one,
victim leaves a greasy film on my tongue,
a taste that makes me nauseous
spoiled fruit, unwashed sheets,
it doesn’t go away.
Nicole Borg “Ten O'clock News” excerpt