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Saturday Night

My mother was shelling green gungo peas.
She was talking calmly.
(She was talking to you about Auntie Elaine).
She was even laughing.
She never meant any harm.
(You deserve to be laughed at).
You moved (rushed) from the stove.
(You cooking in the kitchen was a special moment you shuold have kept it that way).
You pounced-like a snarling animal-you
Pounced on her.
With your teeth clenched-you choked her-you- the pastor-Minister of God(devil)-
nearly killed your wife.

Have you noe regard for life (your wife’s life)?

You thought I would forget?

Nothing could erase that from my memory.

I was never stupid-I just acted like it
(To survive).

She grabbed the machete.

She wasn’t going to take it.

She fought back.

Each fist-

Was returned-

With her fist.

She wasn’t going to take it.

She had self-respect.

You broke her down.

But
you
couldn’t
break
her
down
that
MUCH.
She even took up the coffee table

To show that she was serious.

Back then you were too embarassed

To go to church-the next day.

But now…but now…but now…

You got worse

Y…O…U…G…O…T…W…O…R…S…E.

It is inexplicable.

Despicable

Unimaginable.

How could anyone want to be with you

And still love themselves?

I love myself too much to be around you.

I love myself too much to see you

Hurt my mother.

That is why we left.

Saturday Night

jodi142

N.Y., United States

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