I’m sad, she says,
her head resting
upon his shoulder.
Words greeted by silence
that hovers
like a malevolent precipice.
Why, he says, are you choosing
to make yourself sad?
I did not choose to be sad, she says.
So then, why did you say, This is sad? he says.
What? she says.
You said, This is sad, he says.
I did not, she says.
I said, I’m sad. She says.
No. You didn’t, he says.
Yes. I did. She says, sighing.
Silence weaves around them like water
filling between the cracks.
Now,
I’m angry, she says.
Shawn L. Bird 
This really moved me….especially the she says, he says parts
lol
This was fun to read, Shawn and reminds me of my Flirting Forever: http://lscotthoughts.com/2012/01/24/flirting-forever/. Thanks so much for following me and I will do the same. I hope you continue to enjoy my writing and I look forward to reading more of yours, as well! Lauren
Thanks Lauren. Flirting Forever is definitely lighter in tone, but the ‘he says she says’ pattern definitely is a handy strategy that captures a lot nuances, isn’t it? Thanks for sharing the link! 🙂
Yes, it’s more of a lighter, fun poem, but reminded me of yours…love them both! By the way, congratulations on your publishing accomplishments, Shawn! I am now working on a publishing submission, so we’ll see…I haven’t been published, yet, but have tried. Although, simply writing has been rewarding and starting this blog 7 months ago. I’m always open to new feedback though, or suggestions…take care 🙂
Thanks, it’s an exciting ride!