Plum Colored Stains

The bruises stained her skin the color of unripe plums

The ones on her face already green and yellow, older

She wore them like merit badges, collecting them

He kept her inside, afraid the neighbors would see

She wanted them to see, see how she fought

She was courageous, a survivor, refused to let him win

When he went out he locked her in the bathroom

No windows to be seen, no way to run

She used this time to sleep, curled in the bathtub

Relaxing her guard, cocooned into a tight ball

She dreamed of running, escaping into the world

How long had it been since she had married him?

She called him Doctor Jekyll before she ran to hide

Why couldn’t she keep her mouth shut and ride out the storms?



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