She hadn’t always been an unhappy wife,
miserable from subservience
and the constraints of a pumpkin shell life.
She wasn’t always exhausted from trying and not trying and pushing and pulling away.
or- Wretched from the stale belief, “this is destiny”.
or- Terrified from suspecting and imagining the worst over and over and over again.
When his call did not come on another late night turned morning.
When he returned without apology his arms crossed and jaw tight.
She hadn’t always been an unhappy wife.
4/14/18