Childhood
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Immaterial
Our definitions always were from different dictionaries. Your kindnesses would become my debts, and they would bankrupt me. Each of them, loudly lamented sacrifices… Continue reading
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Jetsam
On the edge of a foreign land, they have forgotten me again. While they doze, or while they argue, I become like wood. And I drift… Continue reading
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Denial
This body never was mine. So the things you taught it weren’t, either… Continue reading
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Frost
I remember the mornings, when the cold had crept so thoroughly through the house that there were icicles at its window frames, and at the edges of your words. And how each of us would drift through our routines and down the staircase in a mist… Continue reading
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Inheritance
When the day comes, I won’t be showing up for the reading… Continue reading
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You
My love, alone, was worth a thousand of you. And you shattered it into such tiny pieces that I couldn’t even see what you’d done. But even tiny pieces can spark a fire so fierce that it clears entire forests, and darkens the skies with its ash. And when it’s done. And it will be… Continue reading
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Choice
You would tell me I was chosen. As if that somehow made me special. As if the shame and the indignity that you saw in my roots could be washed clean with my repotting. But when you took me to your home, you would forget I was from elsewhere. That my leaves needed different light. And you’d… Continue reading
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