I take them
because I used to throw things
call people liars and lie through my teeth
cheat with everything that moves
and then threaten to hit you
because of some trivial thing
cower
sometimes I’d make good
and slam the door so hard
the whole house rattled
grab you by your hair
and let the steering wheel
stop your face
it never mattered
where we were driving
or
who we were with
what was at stake
or
time of day
there’s blood in the carpet
no scrub brush can reach
but so it doesn’t end that way
they’re lined up
on the table again
tall short tall tall
I take them from the bag
the orange bottles
and the twist-off tops
treat them like radiation
because the thought of them makes me shudder
because I’ve been taking them since I was five
barely old enough to know I’m alive
and yet here I am
a controlled substance
hydroxypropyl cellulose
C23H27Cl2N3O2
I can’t think the way I used to
but it makes me a better person
letters get lost in the mouth
or maybe
that’s just getting old
being out of it
dwindling
what is this
poison in my
hand anyway
so
I swallow them
one
by
one
I hate it
but I do it
I do it
so you won’t leave
is a speedy human born in Akron, Ohio, in 1986, and raised in the neighboring suburb of Stow. An alumnus of Kent State University’s English program, Chad earned an MFA in Creative Writing at Mills College and currently serves as an assistant editor for Pretty Owl Poetry. His writing has been published by KYSO Flash, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, Gold Man Review, and Haunted Waters Press, was awarded the 2017 prize in literary fiction by Bacopa Review, and was a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in poetry.