In Voices Like Mine

by Rachel Rose Teferet

Rain, then the last
crickets and the cold
blooming in clouded air

all my mourning
draped, black featherwing
secret things I already knew

soft now, with first rain
the incense of damp earth
decaying leaves

washing over me;
descent into winterdark

to the places I already know
the lightless ones
under the over world

where my unborn children
mourn their unbecoming
and haunt, in voices like mine

Music / video composition by Victor David Sandiego

Rachel Rose Teferet graduated from Rutgers University with a BA in Fine Arts and a penchant for photoshopping the world with her eyes. Her work has been published by Page & Spine, Slink Chunk Press, Manawaker Podcast, From Sac, Necon E-Books, Sierra College Literary Magazine as the winner of the 2016 Flash Fiction Contest, and more. Her play has been performed at Synthetic Unlimited in Nevada City, California. She has over 3,500 followers on her blog, and over 3,000 followers on Twitter as @art4earthlings.


Stunning piece! The atmosphere is so strong, and the final stanza really hits hard. Incredibly inspiring.
Carmela Yeseta, May 29, 2018
"where my unborn children
mourn their unbecoming
and haunt, in voices like mine."

Perfect. Just perfect.

Haven't read anything this perfect in a while.
N. Muma Alain, Apr 13, 2018
Excellent video and that provoking poem. I hear touches of Emily Dickinson; stylistically reflected.
Ronn Rosen, Apr 12, 2018
Omg this amazing! The poem is beautiful and turning it into this is so awesome!
Theresa Huck, Apr 10, 2018
Once again, it's a real pleasure to hear the author bring their piece to life in a recording. Sometimes we are fortunate enough to be able to hear an author read in a live venue, and when we're not able, it's great to hear the reading via the lovely technology we have at our disposal today. Thank you Rachel Rose.
Victor Sandiego, Apr 07, 2018