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

About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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