Tangled Web

Tangled Web

They sharpened their uniform claws,

wiped away the residue…

Together –

we worshipped the moon Goddess,

uncovered hideaways,

became a trilogy of perfection.

My unripened wings

were stretched beyond their means.

My second skin was shed,

if not all my secrets.

Everyone –

heard the story that radiated heat,

hashtagged me to trending fame.

Downloaded, downgraded, disgusted.

While clinging to the tangled web,

I trust my third eye to see… Truth

and rebel against sentimentalism,

sending me forward to a new page.

I sharpen my uniform claws,

and pray there is no residue.

Linda Sacco

Linda Sacco

Linda Sacco is a teacher and writer living in Melbourne, Australia.
Her qualifications include Bachelor of Arts (Professional Writing) from Victoria University and Master of Teaching (Primary) from The University of Melbourne.  Her poetry has been published in Poetry Quarterly, Dual Coast Magazine, Three Line Poetry, Inwood Indiana, 50 Haikus, Haiku Journal, Tanka Journal, Track + Signal Magazine and Dead Snakes.
She is the author of the Which Is Your Perfect Pet? ebook series with titles on Dog Breeds, Designer Dogs, Cat Breeds and Birds.


  1. there's a sexiness in the verse that is quite appealing.

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