in between washing the dishesAmmi yells at mecurses her lifeall I did was accidentally leave theglass by the tvI roll my eyes and lock myself in the bathroomuntil she's done the cooking in the kitchenI come back outsideand plug my brain into the tvso she can't throw more side comments my wayHer anger is for me not becoming the person she wished I beMy anger is for her never defending mebut we push it downwe swallow it, chug it down like a bottle of whiskeylet the damage be done insideall we notice is the burning madnessshowing in our swollen eyesfrom crying all nightfrom betrayal Photography Credit: Chip Johnston