Can’t we pretend this never happened?

“I’ve never not loved you,”
I said, and your angry screams
Propelled me from our bedroom,
You said, “I don’t want to be
Pregnant anymore,” while gulping
Vodka straight from the bottle;
I had no idea you’d be so mad
When you woke, as I was poking
At your uterus with a clothes hanger.

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