Written for: NaPoWriMo – Day 28
Write a poem that tells a story. But here’s the twist – the story should be told backwards.
You’re all packed, now get out!
It’s not like I didn’t warn you.
Never again, he swears.
He is so sorry. She finally gets
through, screaming accusations
at him. Stares. Hatred and hurt
vie for first place. Heels click
down the stairs. Unaware of her
knowledge of his latest transgression,
he looks at the suitcases, decides
she must have an emergency
to contend with, maybe her sister?
Suitcases stand packed and waiting
at the foot of the stairs.