by silvershoes Feb 26, 2019
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
The smell of pancakes in the morning |
by nouriguess
Heart-wrenching. I imagined a woman waking up to see her partner making breakfast for her and showering her with love and affection, but she knows he'll turn the tiniest misunderstanding into an angry, abusive argument. But knowing you well enough I think my interpretation is totally wrong. Loved this. |
Woah. I can't believe I missed this piece, and to read that it was inspired by a client reminds us that this is reality for this person. As others have said, a whirlwind of emotions is accurate. You've packed so much in a few lines that my heart aches because I, on some level, have known this fear. My heart used to race, looking for those signs that it would be at least an "okay" day, that nothing would trigger his anger. |
by D.
The last two lines are a hefty punch after the sweetness of the first stanza. Powerful and haunting in so few words...really well done. |
by Ben Pickard
Powerful work, Jane. I suppose when people suffer such dreadful abuse, they cling to the small pleasures in an otherwise awful existence. |
by Michael
Jane, |