You’re So Strong
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When tragedy
strikes
Even
quasi-tragedy,
Such as
divorce,
Friends line
up,
Smug in
their safe roles,
Say, don’t
worry,
You’ll get
through it,
How
wonderful
That you’re
so strong.
Sub text:
I saw that
one coming.
Thank God
I’m not you.
If only
she’d been . . .
Fill the blanks . . .
More understanding,
sexier, compliant, nicer . . .
Nicer? What
the hell does that mean?
And the
friends fall away like water.
That’s why
you grit your teeth,
Feel like
you’ve been patted on the head,
Given a
plastic bone;
Go lie down
in your corner.
You’re so
strong.
What about
him?
Doesn’t he
have equal blame?
He gets
sympathy, casseroles,
Comfort in
many guises.
What you
want to hear:
I’ll help
you.
Go ahead and
cry. Tissue?
Wanna go see
a movie?
Let’s hang
out.
Dinner at
five—my house,
No excuses,
bring your soggy self.
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