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Grace comes home
drunk sometimes
and beats on the doorway
to my guts
I fumble with the lock
’til a wound opens up
and she falls in,
laughing
‘Honey, I’m home’
I wince
as she stumbles up my spine
and leaves a trail
of bruises on my ribs
I choke on her
dancing on my tongue
as she kicks out a tooth
‘Honey, I’m home’
She lights a cigarette
inside my head
and blows all the smoke
into my eyes
until she sees a tear
and then she sighs
‘Just what I thought,
another fragile Buddha’