I wrote this poem after watching a scene from Sisters on Netflix.
The slap came from nowhere.
Although it started with angry words,
It didn’t have to escalate.
You see, we do this all the time
Arguments about nothing in particular.
I am usually the one to back down
This time my pride got in the way.
A gentle word would have resolved the matter.
On my cheek in one swift movement. SLAP!
The shame. The shame.
A crowd of people gather,
Their mouths agape.
The shock. The shock.
If only I had just backed down.
Originally posted at https://medium.com/ipoetry/the-slap-4e5e8795db6 on December 21, 2020
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