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I'm Sorry About Everything (In Order of Severity)

A poem to a husband who suspects nothing

By ZenaPublished about 2 hours ago 1 min read
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Husband, I’m sorry about the chocolate

You know, the ones I said I “didn’t eat”

Husband, I’m sorry about those clothes

You know, the ones I said I’ve had “awhile”

Husband, I’m sorry about those shoes

You know, the ones I said I got on “sale”

Husband, I’m sorry about the lashes

You know, the ones I said were “naturally mine”

Husband, I’m sorry about my hair

You know, the hair I said I coloured at “home”

Husband, I’m sorry about the food

You know, the food I said I cooked “myself”

Husband, I’m sorry about those parcels

You know, the ones I told the postman to hide

Husband, I’m sorry about the banking app

You know, the one I said “keeps glitching”

Husband, I’m sorry about the credit card

You know, the one I said was “fraud, surely”

Husband, I’m sorry about the car

You know, that time a “stranger” hit it

Husband, I’m sorry about that thing —

the one you don’t know about yet,

but probably will one day,

and when that day comes, please keep in mind

that I had a plan, and then a backup plan,

and then a third plan for when the backup plan failed,

and after that, all the plans fell apart at the same time.

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About the Creator

Zena

Writing my way through family secrets, DNA revelations, and the long work of healing old trauma. Stories of identity, roots, and the places that call us home.

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