Olga
was once about to walk down
the narrow, anticipating aisle.
She turned to her mother
who was attached to her arm
like an umbilical cord to a belly button:
Mother, this life is not for me.
………………………………………Well darling, let’s go!
So they left the betrothed
waiting at the alter as a life-size
cake decoration.
They left guests
whose bodies (it was later found out)
became pew-shaped.
They threw confetti
into the empty courtyard
and drank champagne from the bottle.
The latest news is that Olga is a painter
living in Barcelona. Her newest lover
is an oncologist named Maya.
Her mother is also in Barcelona.
The betrothed and the wedding guests
ended up in a museum.
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Kayleigh Campbell is a third year Creative Writing Ph.D candidate at The University of Huddersfield. Her pamphlet Keepsake is with Maytree Press; her work has appeared in the likes of Butcher’s Dog and Ink, Sweat & Tears.
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