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[Poem-a-Week] Domestic Violence Revenge Ghost by Syd Shaw
I blamed myself, and booze, and sleep paralysis for all I could not carry. In the dream I find a wedding dress buried in the woods. I take it home to our red apartment, pose for a photo with bright flash. You are there, or my father, or someone and I apologize until the floor swallows me. In the basement I look at wedding photos and draw tally marks on the walls. Again and again the same album: A woman with no mouth A room full of red candles. The corpse of a fox , children’s hair clips matted into its fur. When I wake, my blood is dry on the sheets. I clean in cold water silence.
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