She's quiet this morning. She can't say why. Sends her husband off to work. With a kiss goodbye. Unlocks that old diary. Turns to the third of May. Adds another tear to the page.
It's your secret. Why would you tell it to me. It's your lover on the television, scream. Why would you not try to be. Why would you not try to see. .
Father works the late shift. Mother drinks herself to sleep. Brother's outside fielding. With a match and gasoline. . They told her lies and gave her no hope for tomorrow.