Climax by Jacob Spivey

A third poem from ‘Violet’


I hit her.

What am I doing?    I love this woman,

and I hit her.

My head says yes, my heart says           no.

So I hit her.

My heart says yes, my head says           no.

Still I hit her.

I hit her,

I hit her,

I         hit       her.


I hit her through her screaming.

I hit her when it ceases.


If she was an angel,

then God is cruel.


Jacob Spivey is a writer based at the University of Leicester. He enjoys writing poetry, memoirs and short stories. In particular, he finds the more mundane things in life, like those things that we take for granted, the most fascinating to write about. He regularly explores little soundbites of inspiration and tries to make sense of them.