She danced like a banshee —
wild, unhinged.
I watched, a bit embarrassed,
but also a bit impressed
and proud;
she did not give a ****.

He sat there,
seething.

My siblings cheered on,
I was quiet.

School tie
wrapped around her head.
Outsiders were present
to witness it.

This happened regularly —
her revenge for him
being the ruiner of
all of our lives.

She sang in his face,
leapt off of furniture,
became possessed —
unlike the rest of the time,
when she was a silent,
obedient slave
with no personality —
a nobody in his eyes.