Poem: Insomnia

Awake at 4am on Sunday: my brain’s cruel joke. Unfinished work and arguments rev my body, overheat my thoughts. Sleep retreats, crowded out by the non-stop, frantic, tense what-ifs. Too much red wine last night. I have to pee and drink some water. Maybe if I take something for the headache. Who are we kidding,…… Continue reading Poem: Insomnia

Poem: Scold

You did a thing I didn’t like. I ask you why and tell you how I’m angry, sad. You nod. Your face gets pink. Tears well, and roll, and drop. You ask to change the subject but I keep talking about it, hoping that if I repeat myself enough, next time you’ll make a different…… Continue reading Poem: Scold

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