Trivializing Today

by nouriguess   Dec 4, 2021


The house is mute,
steeped with exasperation.
You head out,
I don’t blink.

It’s funny how I concoct
every scenario of each day
the minute I wake up, yet no
amount of stomach-churning anxiety
could prepare me for
the indignant shouting, the emotional
invalidation, the goading and blaming,
the rage,

when it comes from you.

I never had a home
where I didn’t walk on
eggshells.

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  • 2 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I felt the immediate tension in this piece, and also, what the silence often means. The discomfort of it, like holding your breath. The build-up to something far worse. The "walking on eggshells" is so powerful, especially when it's to protect ourselves, when we can't imagine anything different... and no amount of preparing ourselves could mitigate the blows of that kind of anger, one that is constant, that never stops affecting you. I took the title as the way we can trivialize our own trauma; how others can too in the way they invalidate or gaslight us, but the ways we can not let ourselves realize the weight of it. At least that's how I took it as, convincing ourselves it's not as significant as it is.

    Really felt this piece. As always, there's so much emotion and power in what you write.