Letters

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I have kept every letter that you wrote.

I must confess,

I read them from time to time.

My heart swells

As I remember well

Your words even before

The papers unfold.

I grasp them as if they are you,

And hold them to my breast.

It is as though

Doing so might bring you back.

My tears flow.

How I wish you

Had known

How deeply my love was returned.

Raw And Gritty

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Raw and gritty.

Poetic and pretty.

We choose our savior

Or poison

And hemorrhage ink.

Black and white.

Flat.

Words a medium through which

We express

Love,

Life,

Hope

And loss.

Alone,

Until they are shared in perfect sequence.

Our secrets no longer our own.

Emotions that have not a singular name;

There we find we are the same.

Eye Level With The Dirt

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It

Wasn’t one big fall.

It was gradual.

A slight slip here.

A trip there.

Hands missing the railing,

Reaching and flailing.

Words left

Unattended,

Frightened inside.

Smiles left unshared.

Passing by averting eyes.

Little by little.

Skirting around the edges of hurt.

Vulnerabilities slowly

Caged and protected.

Until you found yourself

Eye

Level

With the

Dirt.