at last
more than four years past
i let myself delete her last words
and her past messages of contempt
not that i exempt myself from fault
but i can forgive myself at last
and let her be passed
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
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