Michael

how Michael makes me feel....

He talked to her powerfully, in charge.
Her nostrils flared
She was in charge, he listened to her
She grabbed his shoulder and spoke with power
He squirmed and cried out
As usual she was too strong
She had control over nothing
Her strength
Self
And now him
He yelled louder
And left
She slammed the door so hard the frame shook
And sat down to write.