Chocolate Confessions

The summer came too fast,
stayed too long,
like an unwanted man
you keep around
because being alone
makes you feel fatter than you really are.

The kithen table with its stains
that won´t scrub off
gives you something to be annoyed about
when the kids get boring
and guilt digs a fingernail
into your heart.

(...)

Let me do the dishes when I feel like it.
Let me eat when I feel like it.
Let me smoke a cigarrette when I feel like it.
Let me stay in the bathroom as long as I want.
Just once,
I want the decadence of a pedicure.

With too much time to think
worms sneak out here and there,
slipping into the soup
and conversation with my husband;
it makes us tense,
so I offer him a chocolate.
He smiles
That´s what his mother did
when things got rough.

So now he´s fat
and I´m not,
I´m also younger and smarter.
I feel guilty
when he brings home flowers.

It´s hell being married to a nice guy.
And the kids do look like angels
when they´re sleeping.

Magdalena Gomez (1991)