From the collection published in 2022, Writing Notebook 2021.
Yes, It Must Be This Way
I baked a cake. I bought new shoes.
I slammed a door. I brushed my hair.
The rain was warm. The mail was late.
The milk went sour. The news was bad.
The tooth decayed. The secrets slipped.
What could have been. What never was.
The tree withered. The green shoots died.
The clippers snipped. We grew apart.
The knife is new. The hand is sure.
We won’t divorce. I’ll see you dead.
3/4/21
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Oh my! I did not see that coming.
I liked the rhythm of this one.
Thank you. I remember when I wrote this, I started out not knowing where it was going. Maybe the narrator did not, either…
Could be!
Yikes! This turned dark quickly!
I do read a lot of crime novels.