Irreconcilable Differences

While I eat raw vegetables for a living,

He takes pride in the photo hanging on the frig.  A pickup truck full of dead pigs.

I feel like throwing up.

He tells me how many pounds of sausage they made.

How is it we were married for 23 years?

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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About Suzanne

I write poetry and other stuff. Writing is a part of my soul. Other practices that feed me .... yoga, Tai Chi, Qigong, meditation, hiking, cycling, dancing, Acroyoga, creating, hugs, cuddling.
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