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Letters to My Wife
by George Zamalea L(E)TTER ONE: It was a pleasure to see you at the court today listening at last all nonsense of divorce settlement agreements such as our property, assets, debts and the other serious marital issues. Believe me; you look so ravishing with your pants set from Virgin Hill collection with combines point and solid and side slits, back neck button closure and adjustable elastic waist. Oh, yes, you are delightful and with these high boots and who will say you were one the purplish green rainbow of my eyes. “Mr. O?” “Yes, Your Honor?” “Are you listening to me?” It has been far too long since we’ve talked to each other. I was pleased to hear that things are going well for you and that you are happy in your promotion. I can only hope to find a place in your heart that I will enjoy as much as you enjoy yours. I truly appreciate your generous offer to assist in moving through, but I cannot understand how this poetical union of love, sex, and friendship has ended into this marital separation, into this nightmare of financial and brutal hatred, knowing really you are still smelling all over me. It seems impossible to swallow it during five years with glossy and groovy passion have ended up before this venomous judge. I was too gluttony for your love and too gnawed for what I felt? You cannot ignore it, can you? You have loved it and you were so glossy with it. I see now you are shipping me in a world of talking and pointing out a problem with your new look and diet and show me you are a new woman. What about me, your man, uh, this one you have been crying sweet tear for five years? Well, yes! You are damned right I am absolutely right in feeling cheated and I certainly will honor my anger for you to understand it. Okay, okay, I am not yelling at you, I just want you do not forget that. “Mr. O?” “Yes, Your Honor?” “You must address your concern directly to me. Do you understand?” Five years! We have been married for five years and have no children and we finally entered into marriage with established careers and earning salaries, but what you made out of it, haven’t you? This isn’t a corporation, for God’s sake! No! No! I am not sorry for the inconvenience because that has created a 50/50 between our needs. Well, there is no spouse support or child support except our Labrador. No! He’s yours. No! You can keep him. “Mr. O?” “Yes, Your Honor?” “Do you hear me?” As you will see, I have five years of experience for love you, and while I have enjoyed my love and those long good nights, I am now interested to know how do you feel. Ah, you ignore me, and it brings a second problem to my attention. LET(T)ER TWO: I am sorry I can’t accept your invitation for dinner and A Little Chaos movie show on July 19. I have an important meeting scheduled for that night and there is no way I can skip that meeting. I want to talk. I am sorry. There is no excuse for you not meeting me for lunch yesterday or at least getting alive words from you. No text, please. I was looking forward to the occasion, and now suddenly I heard myself begging for you. Please accept my apology I can’t. I think I regret to send it. What did you say? You regret having to tell me this! How can I understand it? You regret having to tell me this but you still loving me and you want to divorce me. I am very confused here and please text me once more time in your own German dialect. I presume you are kidding me, which “regret” verb has hit me back and now I am trying to see it. YOU HAVE A NEW EMAIL Jesus! You have been aware that for the two years our marital awareness have dropped considerably. Yes, I was worry. No children and you made an assert off your presence and that everything was ALL RIGHT. YOU HAVE A NEW EMAIL. You are sorry to be the one to tell me this. That is unfair! You tell me I am no longer in love with you. However, you keep ignoring me for two full years. The time was passing without seeing you and I have repeatedly asked you to put more effort and willingness into us. I believe you have the potential to do a hell marriage job, you just asking me about children. Do you cry? I felt as incomplete and inaccurate as a woman, and therefore useless to your appetite. Perhaps you should seek a woman is more demand and has less critical what God’s marriage should. I am confident you will soon find women more suited to your child’s roots. YOU HAVE A NEW EMAIL NO REPLY YOU HAVE 10 NEW EMAILS NO REPLY LETTE(R) THREE: IPHONE IS RINGING Hi, you’ve reached Sue. I’m sorry that I’m not available to answer your call at the present time. OFFICE PHONE IS RINGING Hello, you have reached the office of Sue O; I will be out of my office starting on today and will be returning on October 30. You can call me when I return or leave a brief message. If this is an emergency I can be reached on my cell, which is 881-6611 IPHONE IS RINGING Hi, you’ve reached Sue. I’m sorry that I’m not available to answer your call at the present time. LETTER FOUR: I write you in the hope that I can persuade you to forgive me. On numerous occasions I have tried to discuss the situation with your mother, but she is unwilling to cooperate. In short, I cannot solve the problem myself, and I want to avoid hiring a lawyer unless it becomes absolutely necessary. Enclosed are copies of the marital documents and agreements proving that I am not going to divorce you. Sorry, I still love you. If you want to talk it over, please call me at 111-2222. |
George Zamalea lives in California with his family and two tigers. His works has appeared in the Screech Owl, Hermeneutic Chaos Literary Journal, Spectrum, and Indiana Voice Journal and among others. His next book, The Strange Case of Estrella, is on production by Editorial Trance LLC. He is currently writing a thriller book titled The Lethal Games.
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