Always one religion
devours another,
always the new god
hungry for blood.
The truth
of any prophecy's decided
by those left alive.
Sure I painted my face,
though beauty failed
to stop the eunuchs'
grabbing hands.
Tossed from the balcony,
I plummeted.
They cheered to see my body
broken like a law,
my flesh manna
to the ravenous pack.
Jezebel by Alison Stone | Poetry Fabric Box
Alison Stone has published nine full-length collections, including Informed(NYQ Books, 2024), Dazzle (Jacar Press, 2017), Ordinary Magic, (NYQ Books, 2016), Dangerous Enough (Presa Press 2014), and They Sing at Midnight, which won the 2003 Many Mountains Moving Poetry Award; as well as three chapbooks. Her poems have appeared in The Paris Review, Poetry, Ploughshares, Barrow Street, Poet Lore, others. She has been awarded Poetry’s Frederick Bock Prize, New York Quarterly’s Madeline Sadin Award, and The Lyric’s Lyric Prize. She is also a painter and the creator of The Stone Tarot.






