Aftermath – M. Stone

our goodbyes
spent shotgun shells

no bared teeth or raised hackles
not even a whiff of threat

he returns to his wife
and I slink into an unshared bed

holding fast to things unsaid
sewing needles clasped between my lips

when I finally confess him
to a friend over sweet tea

her face forms a cold front
her unasked question chills the air

well what did you expect?



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M. STONE is a bookworm, birdwatcher, and stargazer who writes poetry and fiction while living in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Her poems have appeared in San Pedro River Review, SOFTBLOW, Calamus Journal, and numerous other print and online journals. She can be reached at


Image: Wild0ne via Pixabay

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