Category: after
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Impact
You’re movingAcross the country In the movie version of this story, I think I’d proclaim, “I may have lost my husband, but you lost your whole town!” But it’s real life and I don’t really care So, instead IlaughAt my own hilarious ideas because, laughter I think of singing you The Last Goodbye at a…
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Confessions
I confess, I got so mad listening to my husband of two decades profess his love for his mistress for days and weeks… that one day, I tried to claw at his neck before leaving the house to go sob at my friend’s house. There was this one time after he told me after many…
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5 AM
You’re an asshole. But I still woke up at 5 AMmissing the nook of your armthe scar on your thumbyour warm foot across the bed It’s nice to remember when you weren’t an asshole Thank God I fell back to sleep
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eye crinkle
You’re on my porch You’ve forgotten who I am(or was) It was my mistaketo let you on my porchI forgot who you are I forget who you were I close my eyes breathe through my nose concentrate to remember Your eye crinkle when you laugh —it’s my favoriteit was my favorite You’re telling me about…
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Where’s my t-shirt?
Where’s my T-shirt? It would say:“I survived counseling my ex through his recent breakupas he talked about ‘finally understanding betrayal’”as if 4 months could compare to 30 years Where’s my award?Good work! You sat in the chair!I did. I sat in the chair while he cleared his mind told me all about his on-again, off-again…
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The Gold Standard
It was pajama day on Wednesday, and I joked that my regular clothes were pretty close to pajamas anyway. “My real pajamas are torn yoga pants I used to wear to work,” I explained to friends. “And maybe a really cozy sweatshirt over a soft t-shirt with holes.” Then I realized that I did have…
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Photo Booth
Three pictures in a row We both look at the camera, smileYou kiss my cheekI kiss yours Your hand is on my chinThe curtain behind us is redOur hair flows together Long brownLong blondSoft waves I’m not sure whenWhereWhy Or if Any of itIs true SmilesKissesYoung love Photo booth picturesCan lieJust like you
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Sliver
I have a brilliant friendwho says to me, “Someday we will sit down with a drink and tissues you can tell me all the good things about him.” She says, “Remember, 95% is good memories” But I’m not surethere are enough tissues My heart can only handlea sliver of good at a timeit only allows…
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Really real?
Sometimes things don’t feel like they could possibly be real. Did Heather really invite my husband over, promising him that their mutual friend, Kitty “loved him? Did he race over to drink wine with them?Did they transfer wine, mouth to mouth?Did Kitty confide that she really wanted to have sex with her ex-boyfriend one more…
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The Ocean
1994ish I’ve always loved the ocean. One summer, I must have been 16, we had a family trip to the beach. Somehow I was allowed to drive about an hour to pick up my husband (then boyfriend) where his dad had dropped him off. I don’t remember what part of New Jersey that drive was.…
Slices of Betrayal 