I have dated so many men who looked at me like I placed the stars in the sky,
who listened to my voice like their favorite song,
who felt my hand in theirs and insisted we fit together perfectly,
but, they have never fit me at all
unless I forced it or shifted, made myself small, accepted a seat on a pedestal
where he, where they, could or would not hear my real voice coming down.
The same problem in different shapes always led to the same conclusions:
I had to jump or be pushed off eventually.
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"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
By Shirley Belk7 days ago in Fiction
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This is so true of so many relationships. Great poem
This has a very real deep poignancy! i found it interesting and important that you take things that would normally considered romantic and sweet and show how they can become traps! exceptional writing, Kay, as always!