Words that reach out and grab one’s heart…..

fourwindowspress

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

When I came close
to you,
you took a knife
and began
stabbing me all over.

And
the pain
was so great
I could hardly
bear it.

But, as I looked
into the mirror
there were
no wounds, no blood.

But I felt great pain
and many stab wounds.
How could this be?

I looked again
into the mirror,
and on your chest
were many wounds,
and
blood was pouring out
all over
your body.

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