She had heard, Mrs. Briganza the walking rumor mill
She knew her husband was looking for something fresh, run of the mill
She had seen him removing his wedding ring, the other night
She felt the same wedding ring choking her neck, unable to breathe
Tonight
She felt her heart growing out of her ribs and she imagined lying in a pool of blood at her very own feet.
Little johny came rushing in, 'Mama, mama when will daddy be home? '
'Soon' she barely breathed.
She knew she couldn't cry.
Don't all big girls choke on their own tears until they die.