配图 / Holly Stapleton

他决定离开后

当热辣椒酱瓶在厨房摔碎时
他站在门口，对着这个灾难现场摇了摇头。

他并不担心我受了伤，
更多的是好奇我这次打碎了什么。

“你拿东西的时候真是笨手笨脚”，
这句话他从未说出口。

我胸前的红色污渍喷发出刺鼻的气味，
浸透了所有的道歉。

我用他的衬衫，我睡觉时穿的那件，
擦拭着台面和苍白的厨房地板。

那晚和接下来的一整个星期，
当他准备好箱子离开时，

我弯腰擦拭瓷砖。无法摆脱
我弄脏的东西，他留下的眼神。

作者 / [美国]伊丽莎白·阿塞维多
翻译 / 光诸

After He’s Decided to Leave

When the bottle of hot sauce shattered in the kitchen
he stood in the doorframe, shook his head at the mess.

Not worried if I was injured,
mostly curious at what else it was I’d broken.

You are so clumsy with the things you hold,
he never said.

The red stain on my chest bloomed pungent,
soaked any apology.

I used his shirt, the one I slept in,
to wipe the counter and pale-colored kitchen floor.

That night and the next for a straight week
as he prepared boxes to leave

I hunched and scrubbed the tiles. Couldn’t rid myself
of the things that I’d sullied, of the look he left behind.

Elizabeth Acevedo