Our children
dealing with this separation period.

The Gift
is having a blast—
a sleepover with Daddy.
Packed his bag, ready,
waiting at the corner.

The Anchor
is attacking me,
saying,
“Why don’t you move out already—no offense,”
masking her pain.

The Savior
leaves his room, determined
to share his love for his dad
and comfort us both
with understanding
that it’s hard—
as he uses a fake gun
To shoot the Anchor in the head
while she tells me
to get a divorce already.