Your pupils breathe
in cadence with the passing
headlights as you tell me you
love her and you're sorry
and you would have told me sooner
but the baby--
Getting out of the car, moving
away from you, across traffic,
traffic, traffic, Saturday night
youthful stampede to inebriation,
swinging my pregnant belly to--
Reckless me and reckless drivers
meet at long last. Destiny?
Bumper catches my gut, spins me
round, now tumbling into the path
of another vessel of--
Mental pandemonium. Red corn syrup.
No, blood.
Looking for site of production...
Scratches and scrapes? Cuts here,
there? Or the babe crushed instead of me?
Your apologies extend to include the latter.
Author notes
'i'll make you up so beautiful'
AP name: rsheafer
A contest entry
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Damn. Well that was gruesome. I am pretty sure you evoked the exact reaction you aimed for. That makes it a success. Right? You gave her a really hard life/death.
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