Untold Story ~ Michael Ace

A girl asks her mother what her father looked like.

The mother stared down at her own little portrait,

And marvelled at the crystals on her body.


Truly, everything made of black is beautiful.

But she knows better

Than to speak life into a forgotten scar.

Life makes things bleed.


She knows

We do not speak ill of the dead,

For like fire,

Death is another kind of redemption.


She remembered how she could not swim

When the wind capsized her boat.


She remembered how she was lame,

When her hope for survival was a frantic race.


She remembered how her body transformed

From an asylum into a tomb of dried bones,

Broken wills, shattered dreams, and rotten memories.


She remembered how her body was a cathedral

Of open wounds,

Because a man had lain with her

The way the devil mates, in blood and bruises.


She remembered how she was left in the woods

To fight the terrors of darkness and the mysteries of light.

How she had to carry her shadow,

And the weight of the world on a broken arm.


But she would not shatter a little girl’s happiness

With a quake of her own trauma.

Because one day, the girl will grow into a woman

And realize that behind every untold story

Are ugly ghosts, torn graves and broken vases.



Michael Ace is a writer from Ibadan, Nigeria. His works have appeared on Praxis Magazine, Kalahari Review, AFAS Review, African Writer, Wildsound Review, Agbowo & elsewhere. He is the founder of ACEworld (Publishers & Magazine). He believes in his watchword: the world is too complex for a pen to remain idle.

Photo Credit: Photo by Marius Tuyishime from Pexels


One thought on “Untold Story ~ Michael Ace

  1. MICHAEL ACE has been one of the best writer I knew lately. I’m always. Looking forward to reading more of his works!
    Live long while they pen keeps dangling…


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