upon his departure

written on the kitchen floor the night my husband left...

silence is deafening. 

memories fly from

     w

      a

      l

      l

      s

and the echoes of our

laughter

and lovemaking

attack from corners

i never knew

existed.

 

you left,

taking your things

and my

heart, apathy

d  

   r

      i

        p

           p

  i

    n

       g

casually in your

wake. 

you seem unaffected

by the

devastation

that remains.

 

how to survive? 

how to recover?

how to heal?

 

Reviews

[Gavin Keary]

This poem really speaks to me of loss and anger and betrayal. I am truly sorry for your loss, and your emotions at the time speak to me. Very good, and keep up the good work!