When you’re married to a narcissist
you think you’re crazy
lazy
or hazy
anything but sane.
You’re the one to blame
for making him act like that.
So you had a spat
and then sat
like a dunce
In the back of the room
with a spoon
drooling
over abstract things
like normal.
Because he is a master
of lies
can corrupt, then disguise
like a cat
with nine lives.
Younger women sigh
hard as they try
they still don’t know why
do not fall for this guy.
Because he’s helping himself,
not you.
Boo Hoo.
get screwed
and tattooed
then skewed
blaze it across the sky
believe the lies
then fly
like a pigeon
racing with zeal
create a mystery
and while you’re at it, cook a meal
erase your history, and your family too.
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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