marriage

her maternity photos
are so glowing… hopeful….
committed to an inevitable ending

i cringe and i rage at them
and a storm kicks up dust around my insides
but i do not tell him

my grief suffocates, and his air is short
so my thoughts stay hidden

and this marriage starts to grow a mold
because i am too tired of speaking

and he is too quiet in his world
to recognize the silence in ours