Internal Injuries by Marian Brooks

I hold your head in my hands, gently. Your face softens and I kiss you, just once. But it is enough. You turn away and I know. I want to bash your head against the wall until your brains spill all over the white carpet. I want to scream in your face about how you’ve ruined everything. I want to scream until my throat is raw. My journal falls to the floor, just out of reach as if the words themselves want to hide. I hear you slamming drawers and stuffing clothes into your suitcase. You go, leaving me with a cool draft from the future.

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4 Responses to “Internal Injuries by Marian Brooks”

  1. Michele Freiberg says:

    Pretty amazing! In a little more than 100 words, Marian Brooks captures what it is to crash and burn at the end of a relationship that once had so much promise.

  2. Robert says:

    Lots of passion here, the destructive kind. I can relate to wanting to bash someone’s head against the wall.

  3. Cory Solar says:

    Captures those feelings scarily well.

  4. Chad says:

    This is great, Marian. How much diversity can you put into one short piece?

    I recently read something that explains literature as the ability to hold a reader down until the author feels it is time to let go, and you hold all of us down until the very end.

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