The Wicked Sisters

          A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight.
—    Lady Macbeth

On a pale orange evening,
we crawled out onto the roof

to the tremolo of Kurzel’s “Dunsinane.”
Four women trying in vain to open

a bottle with a boot. Four women,
crimson-lipped mouths open wide

in laughter. Four women with shards
of glass and wine at their feet,

a sorry sight. Malbec rorschachs
through the soles of my shoes,

spots of inky tannic red soaking into
white, but I close my eyes anyway,

turn my head up to the clouds.

About the Author

Nooshin Ghanbari is a senior English and Plan II Honors major at the University of Texas at Austin, where she was recently awarded the 2017 Regents’ Outstanding Student Award in Arts and Humanities for excellence in poetry. When she isn’t writing angsty poems, Nooshin can be found singing her heart out in countless choirs on- and off-campus and camping out at the many great coffee shops that Austin has to offer. Her work has previously been published in print and online in the United States, England, and Wales.