Avalanche

You injure me
In my own home
After I lovingly
Prepare a meal
And experience
For you
And then
Instead of apologizing
You go on the attack
Telling me that I am
So sensitive
That I am cursed
That I have
Bad luck bad karma
Projections of your
Belief systems
Adding insult to injury
Compounding matters
Until you win
And I am broken
Depleted dead
Buried under the avalanche
Of your making

©2017 by Loolwa Khazzoom. All rights reserved. No portion of this article may be copied without author’s permission.