(TWs for rape, abuse and sex). This poem was written in response to the prompt for Day Ten:
Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of simultaneity – in which multiple things are happing at once. A nice example might be Emily Dickinson’s “I heard a Fly buzz – when I died”, or this powerful poem by Sarah Green.
– and sometimes it pops into my mind that 70
miles to the west (as the crow flies) the man
who raped me must be doing something.
I know after all these years he finally feels
guilty. The facebook accounts and messages
and empty voicemails say so. The wrong’s i
have done you can never be undone, so all i
can say is i know i have done wrong, and i
put myself through hell every single time i
think about it as penance. My message back
is the bluntest I can convince myself to be,
after years of forcing myself to be polite,
inoffensive, grateful. I don’t know what you
want me to say. Please stop contacting me.
I try to push these messages right to the back
of my mind with the local shopper brochures
and tatty unwanted hairdresser vouchers,
but they come through like a bitter smell.
I want to know if the guilt is always there,
or if it comes like the memories in
unexpected waves. I want and don’t want
to know if he has friends, a partner,
if they know about me. Sometimes I think
I want to know what he is doing while I am
working, while I have sex, while I cook dinner.
It feels only fair that when I chop onions,
he should be tasked with putting them back
together. That this time, it should be his problem.
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