Winter Had Been Going On For So Long
amid a gush of bright blood- into the shepherd’s hut
- thought snow, felt snow, smelled snow
- her husband is even more wonderful
- dreamlike and dim
Winter had been going on for so long, I thought snow, felt snow, smelled snow in my clothes where I usually smelled my husband’s cigarettes. It was depressing. Add to that my hopes of motherhood disappearing amid a gush of bright blood in my underpants this morning and my mood was pretty bleak. That’s when my sister called to brag about her family. Her children are darling little angels, she assures me every time, and just this morning little Sally was playing with her Fisher Price farm set and put the little baby people person into the shepherd’s hut and called him Jesus. Precious. Of course I envy my sister. Her husband is even more wonderful than her children, whereas mine always has this look in his eyes that is both dreamlike and dim.
I thought you liked that look in my eyes.
Of course I do! It’s the smell of your cigarettes that I can’t stand.