Poetry: Marriage

By Rhianna Varney

The woman’s favorite Beatles song was I want to hold your hand.

Her husband didn’t like music too much. He couldn’t even name three bands.

He would tell her to be quiet, when she played songs on her guitar.

He was trying to focus on work. ‘Why don’t you play somewhere else?’ They would argue a lot about things, that didn’t really matter.

And eventually it ended, when the woman’s body splattered 

on the road.

I can almost hear her now, despite time having swelled.

Her hands on the guitar, just longing to be held.

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Rhianna Varney is a writer and musician who graduated from Bath Spa University with a BA (Hons) Creative Writing. She enjoys writing poetry, plays, and prose. Her poem “Waiting” was longlisted for the Finding Peace: Poetry Challenge, run by the Young Poets Network. Her short play Where did he go? was performed at the Traverse Theatre as part of its young writers group. She lives in Berlin.

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