Sofia Yobutt Poet Free verse

Land of Tacenda

Land of Tacenda   

I bite my tongue

I felt the responses churning in my stomach but

I bite my tongue 

The words rose up to my chest, my heart beating in anger

I held my bark

The words reached my tongue, my mouth turning sour to the taste

I looked up in your eyes ready to berate

But instead my tail was between my legs

I had entered the land of tacenda 

Better left unsaid than argue with a wall 

Better left unsaid than start a war 

So the land of tacenda welcomed me with a warm chant and a soft embrace 

No more yelling no more screaming just once again put back in my place

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Alison A Smith October 2, 2026 at 9:42 PM A powerful free-verse poem that captures the physical pressure of swallowed anger—the stomach, chest, tongue, and sour mouth make silence feel visceral. The recurring “I bite my tongue” creates a restrained, almost ritual rhythm, while the shift to “land of tacenda” gives the ending a bleak, memorable sense of exile and enforced quiet.