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Unspeakable to Light

Unspeakable to Light

(Armenian Genocide)

Don’t deny it.
You’re devoted to disaster —
to the buds of human despair.
And your violence spreads like callus,
like cockroach eggs.


(Now put on
your muzzle…)


What is that scent on your shirt?
Outright denial?
Delirious blood?
Crumbled land?     


(I will not stand
  for these greasy


Tell me, why does your
saliva taste like genocide?
Why did you slice my
Armenian skin?


You recall, don’t you?
That night under sadistic stars…
You must remember the fumes
of humiliation. The burning shacks?


The bodies you threw away like
used-up toothpicks?                                   


 (Why are you spouting
 this blizzard of bullshit?)


I am the dead grey
skin, the million molecules
burnt like black coal.     
I am consequence
I am horror
I am division.         
I am your greatest atrocity.


 (Your peasant heart will never
       make International News)


Are you happy with your
carcass collection?
Your human trifle?
Do you enjoy wearing
my flesh as an apron?
My shadow as a robe
of honour?


“Unspeakable to light” is a poem based on a quote from the book, The Armenians: From Genocide to Resistance: “Armenians of the latter half of the twentieth century were the secretly suffering inheritors of a genocide that the world refused to recognise and was scarcely aware of." - Chaliand, Gerard, and Ternon, Yves. (London: Zed Books Ltd, 1983)

Armenia garden black and white leaf

Paris Morel is an MA student at the University of Kent, co-editor of Dissonance Magazine, and host of Sea Breeze Poetry, an open mic poetry event on the Broadstairs coast. Her work has been published in Brittle Star, Dissonance Magazine and Just Met. She’s interested in exploring imagery and symbols as a means of resistance, and is currently in an open relationship with literature, switching back and forth between poetry and fiction, although her first love and primary partner will always be poetry.

The British Museum

The British Museum

Woman sitting in her shared and temporary office, thinking

Woman sitting in her shared and temporary office, thinking