Upstairs

October 24, 2017
By MasqueradingWordsmith SILVER, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
MasqueradingWordsmith SILVER, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
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You locked yourself away upstairs,
I didn’t follow—no one dared.
The blade you used was cool and sharp,
the pills were never shared.
Even though I blame myself,
I thank God that you were spared.

The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called “Sijo”


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