Week 2. Prompt 1. Project 1.

Snake Bite (by Rebecca Chasteen)

I feel your anger in your hand on my face, you have countless ways
of making me feel guilty, of making me feel worthless
you obligate me with your need and I don’t think anything

is worth this

glass at my feet, vodka dripping
plaster on my shoulders, in my hair
remnants of the one wall you manage to break through
I can’t do this

I shouldn’t be here

with you screaming at toddlers who cry out for you
all the time,
telling me to never come back inside, and leaving me
with all the responsibility-
it’s not okay

I’m war weary, I’m not connecting
I’m just drifting
I’m just waiting
I’m just dreading

coming home


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