DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE Poem: Reprisal, by Zoe Diesner

I’m going to kill a man. The thought spirals through my head. I’m going to kill a man. No hesitation. Because he deserves it. He’s responsible. He’s the reason. The reason for the black hole in my heart, the reason for the grief and sorrow, the reason why I’m standing in a field, under leaking clouds, salty tears mixed with rain, holding a knife in my left hand. My hand aches. But my grip doesn’t loosen. I can feel the pain and agony as the handle bull doses into my knuckles. I hear a crunch. My fingers don’t budge. I want to remember the pain. I want to remember what he did. So I won’t break. So I won’t crumble from guilt. Because he doesn’t deserve my sympathy. He doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as I do when she can’t. He doesn’t deserve to live. I hear sirens. I don’t back down. I won’t, never. Not until the deed is done. Not until I’m fulfilled. Not until the screams echoing through my head are replaced with his. I won’t break. Because I’m going to kill a man.

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