Plum colored bruise
Swelled around her eye
In lantern light
“Don’t” she said
My anger baked
But I let it slide
We sipped tea
And discussed sunglasses
But I’d rather fight
Black Eye
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Elsha Hawk is a center-brained, imaginative, pragmatist who errs on the side of optimism. She is a writer, mom, teacher, wife, and go-getter. She has dabbled in ebooks, researched marketing and promotion of herself, joined social media, and written both solo and with a co-author Eddie-Joe Young. She won the short story contest, "Write to Win", in Writer's Journal and was published in the Nov/Dec 2009 issue. She also published a short story in Eclectic Flash in the April 2010 issue. View all posts by ElshaHawk
