The Spill by Angela Peach

The Spill

by Angela Peach

I keep seeing you at 7-11

and at first I was sort of scared.

After two years and change

the hurt still hasn't gone away.

But it doesn't sting that way

the way it used to back then

when the wound was fresh

But since then I've licked it,

actually picked myself up

(which was hard at first,

me being so heavy about it and all).

and now as you buy your magazine

and I pretend to just notice you,

I realize fault and who owns it

and blame and shame

and other such nasty words

kind of begin to melt .

They're not taken completely

not gone

but liquid

and that's easily wiped away