There’s a valley between
what she should say and
the salt she pours in wounds.
Somewhere there is sugar
to coat her tongue, the honey
of yesterday without the sting.
She’s become a bitch counting bruises.
There’s a whole lot of bitter to cross
before she learns forgiveness
carries no stones.
©Susie Clevenger 2016
I am leaving Thursday for Frisco, Texas to attend IndieVengeance Day 2016.
This is my third time to attend. It is such a blessing to be able to be included among such a talented group of authors.