by Melissa Kiguwa
To my boyfriend’s wife – Melissa Kiguwa
To my boyfriend’s wife
you carry your pain
like a machete sliced smile
a glistening kind of deadly
melody in your eyes
dreams tainted
at the root of
your hair
perhaps in another time
we would be
could be sisters
gossiping about no good shit
men
the lies they
wedding vow promise
how we loved on purpose
loving
purpose-ly
we
would have prayed
for a love claimed
love redeemed
for love
me
small breasted poet
in search of light love growth
you
think we are nothing alike
i know you
sometime ago lover
someone’s sister
daughter
i am sure your mother
sees the gospel in your smile
your father legacy in your laugh
maybe in another place
we would have been
could have been sisters
but we are here
one ego in front of the
other
your pain
cascades to the floor
broken promises drip dropped
like a fallen angel
i know that fall
a glistening kind of deadly
and you think
we are nothing alike
– End –
To my boyfriend’s wife,
