after the sun burst

he said, “it’s funny —

i was going to propose

before the end of the year”


but if i had married young

who would i be?

a child bride


exultant and chaotic

loveless and hiding

stuck like kernels

between his teeth


and when the sky broke again

three years later

i knew i was done

ripping through the hearts

of monosyllabic lovers


holding back screams

to protect everyone

but myself

Submitted: November 24, 2020

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