Hysteria (Day 27, 2016)

Day 27 of National Poetry Writing Month.  Today I’m writing in response to Julie Ayers’ poem of the day, which is an allusion to The Yellow Wallpaper.


As much as I wish 
it were otherwise,
my wife is not at all well.
She spends her days in bed
spewing bile about the wallpaper,
bemoaning the yellow she chose
to hide walls she had painted
years before, when she dreamed
of children we never had,
covering white plaster with
lordly castles and dragon-slaying knights
beneath robin’s egg skies
garnished with rainbow,
back when she could see
worlds beyond her barren

Her brother and I
attend to her needs,
spooning warm soup
between her chapped lips
and bathing her with 
cool, damp cloths
as she shivers and sighs,
her skin the color of the wallpaper
she won’t stop cursing, 
skin she digs into with 
yellowed nails
as if she would peel it all away.


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