PAIN!
It ripples through me over the phone as I make my way up the
hill, the screech of a bird so wounded she can’t even articulate rage, at least
not yet, it will come later with the idea of hate
PAIN!
“Why did you abandon me?” she screeches, and I am stunned,
her words as effect as a boxer’s body slow, each knocking the wind out of me so
I can barely respond, each of my words coming out in small syllables: “I – don’t.
I – thought, I – am – so sorry.
None adequate to heal the sound she emits, as if I have torn
her heart out and at that moment, wishing had torn my own heart out instead.
PAIN!
“Why did you leave me?” she screeches and I can’t say why.
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