thinking in the aftershock
Alissa Martinez
i’ve been the homewrecker the incoming storm
i don’t know how many times my name has
passed through a spiteful wife’s lips like a curse
i was always told don’t ask questions you don’t
want the answers to so i swallow it down like
i swallowed my doubts about the lingering perfume
on the corn starched collar of his nice work shirt
i pulled the wool over my own eyes so i could still
sleep together or alone without being eaten alive
so desperate to be loved even if only for a moment
and i wish he was the only one i wish i could
erase the memory of all the hands that never should
have touched me but i know that i never will
i don’t know how many times my name has
passed through a spiteful wife’s lips like a curse
i was always told don’t ask questions you don’t
want the answers to so i swallow it down like
i swallowed my doubts about the lingering perfume
on the corn starched collar of his nice work shirt
i pulled the wool over my own eyes so i could still
sleep together or alone without being eaten alive
so desperate to be loved even if only for a moment
and i wish he was the only one i wish i could
erase the memory of all the hands that never should
have touched me but i know that i never will
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Alissa Martinez (Pomona '21) is a sporadic author, often jumping from genre to genre depending on their fancy. They hope their writing can offer a meaningful glimpse into their truths and reality during their time at the Claremont Colleges.
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