Stones

Status:
  • Complete
Content Rating:
  • G
Fandom(s):
Original Fiction

Relationship(s):
None

Warning(s):
  • *No Site Warnings Apply
Genre(s):
  • Poetry
Word Count:
60

Author's Note:
Original poetry, don't like, don't read. At least it's short.

Summary:
It's a poem. About asshole husbands who rant as a means of expressing negative emotions.


Stones

​​Instead of listen, look:
​​Your husband’s words fall like stones,
​​One by one into the basket of your gut.
​​Collected, build them into a wall around your heart,
​​Line a well into your soul.

​​
​​Looking, learn to duck without moving
​​Those stones that launch at your head.
​​(Their dust dries your eyes, your voice.)
​​
​​The house you build
​​Shelters ghosts.

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About ellenscult

Dog mum, knitter, writer of strange things.

4 Comments

  1. Wow, that touched a nerve, started crying immediately. Very simple words that pack an emotional punch. Beautiful and sad.

  2. Greywolf the Wanderer

    I like it. thank you!

  3. Very powerful.

  4. Very powerful. I commend your courage and your skill.

Don't be an asshole!

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