Walking home with #strange

Walking home with #strange

This month's GLAM Blog Club theme is #strange. 
 

Where do I start?

It's the winter of 1993 and Paul Charles Denyer is killing women. 

11 June:
a storm
about hometime
torrents of rain across Central Park
delays my walk home
from the end of the day
shift
to the next morning and
Elizabeth Stevens
is found in the next suburb: 

  1. strangled
  2. stabbed
  3. throat slashed
  4. chest carved

about a month later
Deborah Fream
is found
in a nearby suburb:

  1. strangled
  2. slashed
  3. throat cut

Park Lane
is the staff car park
and I'm tasked to
escort my female colleagues
to their vehicles
to make sure everyone leaves
before I walk home
near the freeway
in the dark
because I'm a man
who doesn't drive
and he's not looking at me with murderous intent

weeks later
it's the wee hours
alone
in bed
the cop chopper hovering
circling and
Natalie Russell
lies dead a few blocks away

  1. strangled
  2. slashed
  3. throat cut

i know where
i've seen the holes in the fence

the news of an arrest
details circulate
he lives just across the freeway
there's a photo
video of a man hustled into court
a flash of recognition

it's a year earlier
a long walk
a secluded beach
carpark nearly empty
a human need met in a typically male manner
i stand
and so does he
watching
and leaves without words

the road is quiet
a car follows
slows and paces
i turn and
it turns too
a sensible retreat to somewhere with a phone
a friend
picks me up

because I'm a man
who doesn't drive
and he's looking at me with uncertain intent

Leadership, aroha (empathy/compassion/care) and visibility

Leadership, aroha (empathy/compassion/care) and visibility

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