
photo by xxfromneptune
What was she thinking when she came in this morning to find the knives gone? Did she notice they were not in their usual spot on the marble kitchen counter next to the coffee maker? She probably came across them as she dusted the top shelf, where he stashed them last night, to keep me from carving my wrists, a clean cut down my arm, a thin cut across the chicken’s neck and grandma held the squawking thing over a plate of rice and bled it dry. When I couldn’t find the knives I turned to wine, bottle half empty and forgotten in the crisper, it tasted like vinegar. I emptied the wine in the sink and then elation! I smashed the glass against steel, cradled a shard in my palm, and foetus-form fell to sleep.
Needs must.
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Spooky. I was about to say something similar…
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I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. 🙂
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The sheer fright that greeted me while reading these lines:
“She probably came across them as she dusted the top shelf, where he stashed them last night, to keep me from carving my wrists, a clean cut down my arm, a thin cut across the chicken’s neck and grandma held the squawking thing over a plate of rice and bled it dry. ”
Imagery popping up and out all over this.
*shudders*
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Cup of tea? 🙂
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Yes, please. Chamomile, if you have it.
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Awesome! Love the “elation!”
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Haha thanks.
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