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Solitary Refinement Chapter 28

Dearest Elizabeth     April 20th 2018

Liz I don’t have a lot of time. This could be the last letter I send. Last night my cell mate tried to attack me, I managed to keep him at bay but he went to bed with a warning for me. He’s coming for me soon Elizabeth, I don’t know if I can defend myself or escape again. Kal is huge and strong and we are locked in a cage together every night. Guards don’t listen, will you?

I’ll do what I can to survive, I’ll do what I have to do to survive. I want to come home to you one day, it’s all I want. Sometimes I dream about waking up to go to work and it’s bittersweet when I have to kiss you goodbye, but at least you’re there. At least we’re together.

I love you Liz, I always have and I always will. I once believed you loved me too, lately I’ve doubted that. Please disprove my doubts, come visit me. Tell me you love me and miss me too. Tell me some excuse about why you haven’t written, I don’t care I’ll believe it I just want to see your face. If you’ve ever loved me come see me now. Do you remember that cave I told you about? The one in the woods that I’ve always been scared of? Well I feel like I see the entrance in my own eyes every time I walk by a mirror. Like I’m always standing at the mouth of it, not being able to see into it but hearing the scraping noises of something coming my way. That kind of terror is what I’m living with right now. I have a terrible fear that this could be goodbye. I really don’t know what might happen over the next few days.

Sincerely,

Your Husband.

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When Kids are in Trouble and Dad is a Writer

You have disobeyed

And this is what you’ve wrought

You shall feel

The full weight of my wrath.

I have sojourned here

At speeds illegal

I am pregnant with displeasure

At your little mutiny.

Thought to stage a coup?

How cute.

Your maliciousness inherited

Diluted, inexperienced.

I’ve reduced men to tears

With naught but words,

Now they’re pointing at you

What say you!?

I’ve shattered souls

With a lonely syllable.

This little rebellion of yours,

Adorable.

In me that blood

Is at full strength

Seething, writhing, searching,

I reign it in always.

But not today

For you have incurred

The full arsenal

Of my fury.

When you’re older

We’ll rebel together

Against forces unjust,

But today thou shalt suffer.

You will scrub and sweep

You will repent

You miscreant you,

You will beg for rest before days end.

I love you so

And this is how

I show it today,

To insure tomorrow is different.

– Vagabond Prophet

@delightfulharmonypoetry

Model Cars

Monday nights were for building model cars

Showing me how paint thinner

Thins even skin

Effortlessly.

My favourite number, yours

My favourite music, yours

My favourite colour, yours

So much that is me was you.

Then you left,

So I guess that’s what family does

First our father

Then my brothers.

Now I’m here,

Leaky gutters

And a leaky mind

And a sister and a mom.

I didn’t know how

To knit any of it

Back together,

All my teachers vanished.

– Vagabond Prophet

Museum

Sitting in a circle

Common problems,

Same jacket even some of us.

Outrageous, magic even

That people so wonderfully flawed

Can mend it together.

As if piling sins up high

A great big writhing stack

And laughing around it helped.

We were reminiscing

On sorrows of the past,

Maybe it’s true.

Maybe they can be in the past

I always wanted brothers like this,

The kind that listen and love.

To put on display

The skeletons in the closet

Like a museum of remorse.

And they still just listen,

And when it’s over say

“I’m glad you’re here.”

– Vagabond Prophet

Miracles

On our wedding day

I’d never felt taller

Maybe I just needed

A rooftop to scream off of.

Towering over everybody

Taking you by the hand,

We left as quick as possible

Tires kicking up dirt.

You still wear that dress today

And I think that’s wonderful,

I’d say you were never prettier

But I’d be lying.

You’re most beautiful

When you scowl at the sun,

For interrupting sleep

And cutting dreams short.

I’m just glad

That when the sun does rise

That you’re there at all

I really don’t get it.

You chose this

You chose me,

My body underwhelming

At the very best.

My mind plagued

With beasts and thistles,

And my soul

Struggling to float.

I’m like the arms

In a three legged race

Flailing

Most unhelpful.

But I said

I do

And

So did you.

Miracles really do happen.

– Vagabond Prophet

That One Co-Worker

vagabondprophet:

You’re breath smells

Like ashes and regret,

I’d like to tell you what I think

You just might get upset.

You’ve always been

A bone of contention

Calling me out on things

Of your invention.

You’re like a pencil

With erasers at both ends

You’re words don’t get far

And my faith in you suspends.

Always needing help

Yet rarely any offered,

You’re the last in and first out

So yes I am a scoffer.

– Vagabond Prophet

Lightening

Can we have sunshine yet?

To have your face

Shine upon me

So brightly I squint.

To illuminate the colours

And hues of everything,

Everything is grey

Until you shine your light.

While I do like the darkness

And stillness of night

Like we’re all alone together,

Some lightening would be nice.

– Vagabond Prophet

That One Co-Worker

You’re breath smells

Like ashes and regret,

I’d like to tell you what I think

You just might get upset.

You’ve always been

A bone of contention

Calling me out on things

Of your invention.

You’re like a pencil

With erasers at both ends

You’re words don’t get far

And my faith in you suspends.

Always needing help

Yet rarely any offered,

You’re the last in and first out

So yes I am a scoffer.

– Vagabond Prophet

vagabondprophet:

Solitary Refinement Chapter 12

Dearest Elizabeth                                      October 30th 2017

    So I waited a few weeks hoping that you’d write me about Nina’s birthday. I just really wanted to be able to give her something and I worked really hard to get that to her. Could you please let her keep it if it’s not too late? Did Nina see the gift before it got put to the curb? Well of course she did it’s a tricycle on our front step in her favourite colour. I guess what I mean to ask is what did you say to her when she wanted to play with it? I’m really upset imagining how sad she may have been about it.

I’d really like to send the kids something for Christmas, it’s not that far away now. Would that be okay with you? The kids love Christmas, I love Christmas. The baking the lights the snow I just love it all. I always wanted to decorate in the first week of November and you always said it was too early, do you remember that?

Are you going to bring the kids trick or treating tomorrow? They had so much fun when I took them out last year. It was so cute that they wanted to do a team costume, Alister called it team spooky. They were a bug catcher and spider. Nobody at the doors really got that he was a bug catcher until he put the net over his sister’s head to demonstrate. She got tired of that pretty fast it was really funny. You were so tired you stayed home saying you’d hand out candy but when I returned all the lights were out and you were already asleep by seven o’clock.

    Anyways in my cooking program here I learned how to make one of your favourites, roast chicken and twice baked potatoes. If you come and visit me maybe you could bring some recipes that you’d like me to learn to cook for you. I’d really like to do that. I’ll stop being pushy. I love you, you know that right? I miss you everyday, I’d give anything to even do something like wash the dishes when you’re tired at the end of the day.

    Please say something, even just to let me know that you’re reading these.

Sincerely,

Your Husband