“The Painted Door” by Lorna Crozier



“The Painted Door” by Lorna CrozierAnother story. This timethe husband, home a night early,leans in the bedroom doorway,freshly painted. His wife thinksshe dreams his shadow huge above heras she sleeps in the arms of his friend. The next morningthe neighbours find him frozen on his knees,not far from the house. He clutchesbarbed wire, blood around his handshard as beadsand when they cut him free, bring his body to her, she seeson his palm a streak of paint.What’s the moral of this tale?Woman, you will sufferfor your infidelities,be justly punished. Women,appreciate your big silent men,speak to them, learn to listenthough their words are thick and clumsy,hands blunt as blocks of wood.Woman, there is no forgiveness.Don’t paint doorsor leave them open,don’t believe you dream. ................
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