tragedy

we didn't fight much.
we simmered.
we held in our poisonous
resentments
until
our stomachs churned
and our hair
fell out.
our teeth would
grind
throughout the night,
wondering why
and how
this could be,
stuck in a loveless marriage.
but together in the company
of others
we were king and queen.
who knew
the vitriol that lurked
within?
we were Shakespearean
actors,
pretending to
be in love, pretending
that life
was just right.