Closer Than We Think.

A poem.

 

glares, scares, stares

holding wrists too tight

pushing, hating, shoving

too big to fight.

 

chairs crashing and screens cracking

dinner plates slammed to the sink

doors locked shut and knelt behind –

 

violence is closer than we think.

 

 

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