3 poems

[evilbunnygirl]

I turned a corner

At the turn of a phrase

But the corners

Of my mouth turned

Only when I remembered:

“That was something

You might say”.

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I can let go of you,

Let go of us,

But what I miss now

Is the me I was

When I let you in.

~*~*~*

A goddess may return

Worship in favor.

And my self was

Returned in kind.

I never noticed:

When I bared my soul

You didn’t dress it

In your own.