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When Asher
finally
hands me the new canvas,I tell him
I don't need it anymore.
His face
went throughthe same
stop-motion
of emotions:Confusion,
anger,
disappointment,
pity,
passion,
defeat.He didn't yell at me though.
He leaned the canvas
against the windowand disappeared.
I painted yesterday's tree
to the sound
of his yelling at Ninafor the rest of the day.
Things
have gottenreally tense
in the asylum.
Moonlight Sonata sings mournfully,
a juxtapositionto this volatile
tensionthat reminds me of a rumbling volcano.
I'm jumpy too because
Tammie
is perchedon the arm of my chair,
a clear violation
of Nina's 'order'
to be neat and tidy.Go sit down,
I hiss at her.She shrugs,
grey eyes languid.
She leans close to me
and smiles.I see bits of cheese
trapped between
her teeth.She refused
to eat dinner with me though.
You ate after all.
What did you have?I ask.
She replies
but I only hear Nina's voice
from her armchair across the room.Shut up, Fiona.
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