Anger
An uncomfortable feeling
I think it was uncomfortable for you
You never showed anger
Not in my memory
I don’t think you knew how
And so I was never taught
No raised voices, no angry words
even today I do not get angry
even when the trespass is deserving
of anger
The most I can muster is frustration
hurt
And
I still after all the years
can’t be angry with you
Have you seen Maiden, Mother, Crone?
