that’s abuse

he locked her
in the apartment
and wouldn’t let her out
he threw her out
in the snow
with no key
no purse
no shoes
when she called the police
he nailed himself
in the closet
and called them fascist pigs
he spit in her face
her threw a head
of lettuce at her
hard
like a baseball
into home plate
when he left
he took her indian bead bracelet
and her mammal book
she said
that’s abuse
now they’re eating noodles
in the kitchen
making rhythms with their hands
and their feet
i like his gentle voice
his long soft hair
maybe she doesn’t talk to me now
because she’s embarrassed

wendy shaffer

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