I see the strained line,
\nIcy jagged cliffs
\nCutting off mother-in-law
\nAnd my husband.
\nIt bursts up in the question
\n“Where do I put that?”
\nTo the watermelon he just bought.<\/p>\n
I block the children
\nSo the flows don’t slice us.<\/p>\n
It creates impossible terrain
\nWhen he casually leaves a fish
\nLying around
\nWith unspoken demand:
\nWash it.<\/p>\n
They don’t see the eruption.
\nThe cracks and fissures across the floor<\/p>\n
I see them.
\nI feel the tremors.
\nBefore little slights explode.<\/p>\n
Everyone hears the screams
\n“Rubbish”
\n“Bitch”
\n“Fuck you”<\/p>\n
Slammed doors.
\nAccusations.<\/p>\n
I could see the forest floor
\nQuake
\nSlightest provocations.
\nBefore the tigers leap and
\nKill.<\/p>\n
They don’t see me.
\nAs they lunge,
\nClawing
\nRipping.<\/p>\n
I sit between them
\nGlued in place,
\nGlazed.
\nUnseen
\nUnthought of.<\/p>\n
I yearn to bolt
\nLike a deer
\nEscaping predators
\nTo a quiet stream.<\/p>\n
They don’t know me.<\/p>\n
I am a girl who sees invisible things,
\nBut I am not invisible.<\/p>\n
Last line from Tae Keller When you trap a Tiger.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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