by grace you have been saved
you said you sent it from chicago,
the letter in my closet.
the lone letter.
i don’t even read the bible anymore,
but i read your favorite verse.
(maybe, like the letter, i’m the skeleton in her closet.)
you do the smile that we used to imitate from the girls who called me names.
your mom’s in town, i’m so scared.
she is an angel of the lord, i’m unrepentant.
she might want me dead.
written words come to life and get in my face.
your letter doesn’t know i cut my hair, or that i failed real bad on stage.
snow cones melted.
you slipped away from me.
your devil reincarnate?
your monster?
whatever i am to you, i’d never hear it from your lips.
stagnant waters because i sunk to the bottom 3 years ago.
it’s murky down here.
here’s the list of things you got rid of since i last saw you:
-(t)rusty minivan
-the color in your dad’s beard
-your baby teeth
-everything involving me
yes, i must talk about you with a
melodramatic flair.
friendship necklace that only i have.
who designed them to be half a heart anyways?
xo.
hope you remember me.