| IT'S HARD TO PRETEND |
| by Wynne Huddleston |
| It’s hard to pretend when I see you looking for something better, and knowing when you do, you’ll throw me away like a holey sweater. It’s hard to pretend when you turn me away, talk of the past and live there, instead of turning to me, who is standing right in front of you. It’s hard to pretend when I hear your voice with that tone of de- tachment reserved for a stranger—“How are you?” not listening to my answer. It’s hard to pretend when I’m lying in your bed and you’re online conversing with another, while my heart grows cold on the silver platter by your still hand. |
Wynne Huddleston (above) is a poet,
songwriter and music teacher. Her poetry
has been published in Emerald Tales, Winter
Solstice, Waterways, and is forthcoming in
The Shine Journal, the Silver Boomer Book
anthology From the Porch Swing - memories
of our grandparents, and in THEMA. She is a
board member of the Mississippi Writers Guild.
songwriter and music teacher. Her poetry
has been published in Emerald Tales, Winter
Solstice, Waterways, and is forthcoming in
The Shine Journal, the Silver Boomer Book
anthology From the Porch Swing - memories
of our grandparents, and in THEMA. She is a
board member of the Mississippi Writers Guild.
Gemini Magazine
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