by Danielle Shelley Carr
ZAIDA THE ZOMBIE QUEEN
by Danielle S.Carr
Chapter One
Miss Emilia Clydesdale plays dark mysticism
in between
closely cropped walls of labyrinthine corridors
where all souls are seen
In a dark glass her figure dimly viewed,
by passers by;
in sharp-edged planes she observes her temperament,
thinly veiled,
far down below in the cellars,
words travel upwards;
she brushes shoulder with servants,
classless she stands amongst them,
as part of the soundless class.
Chapter Two
From where they came they do not know;
but the word, Haiti was inscribed in the girl’s bedstead.
For those who hunger for the blood of la coloniste
The Native is the Enlivened;
he becomes lively with the blood of the colonist,
for them the blood is the Way;
Les Vampires de Haiti know her well;
they will admit her to La Culte De Zombis,
a cult of subversive youth
The zombie mantra is his supreme hymn,
as their cult gather inside a leaf hut,
to hear the slave song of the immortal,
the chant means that Zaida is on the hunt,
the colonist hears her panting in the palms,
‘Her gaze is on you tonight, Monsieur,’
We meet by the plantation moon.
Vyszla and Zaida are the huntresses of the Plantation,
they have hunted down generations,
for pleasure and for le sport
Tonight they hunt Miss Emilia Clydesdale,
and the cobalt vase will drain her life force;
in between shattered planes of the Opaque,
There will be a sacrifice tonight.
Last updated March 23, 2012