Over Dinner
Julie Schillinger
when I came out of the clinic
you were sitting there in your suit
all tied and white shirted
looking important you thought
took my arm escorted to my car
said you’d follow me home
but have dinner first
at some fancy schmancy place
over steak you asked how long
before we could fuck again
I picked up the knife
cut my steak
pretending it was your heart
chewed 27 times
before I swallowed and said
I didn’t have the abortion
when I cut more steak
the blood that drained from your face
was on my plate
