Downfall From High Ground

By Ceinwen Haydon

She’s certain what is wrong
and what is right: especially now,
in these Covid times. She refines her art:
hard stares, raised eyebrows, tsk tsk sounds –

delivers opprobrium to all who fail to keep
two metres away, or let their masks creep
down below offending noses. She snitches
on noisy neighbours gathered in back yards –
slates the disabled girl who’s shielding
yet has her scruffy boyfriend to stay.

Bored, alone, she reads her local shop
is selling off chocolate cheaply. She salivates,
won’t miss out; drives over,
regardless of particulate emissions.

Bursting from her banger, she enters the store –
buys ten luscious bars,
Outside, an old man says,
don’t worry love, we all make mistakes.

She’s unmasked.

Mortified, she blushes
stutters, trembles.
Shaken, her moral certitude
slips and slides away,

Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon (MA Creative Writing, Newcastle University, UK, 2017). Ceinwen lives in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and writes short stories and poetry. She has been widely published online and in print magazines and anthologies. @CeinwenHaydon

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