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choking my breath

sinking into cold twisted sheets 

my body rocking

back and forth

back and forth

back and forth

can you hear it

the screams

the sound of silence

in the soft light of my bedroom

he locks the door

so that you cannot hear 

only I can 

until even my voice fades

into the hum of the air-conditioning. 

 

I cannot close my eyes

unless I want to remember

his nostrils flare

glaring down at my naked body

until his disappointment 

is my rage

“Get out”

 

the picture of us from seven years ago trembles on my nightstand

I still haven’t removed it.