by Dretta Grace White
I’ve misled you
My skin
Did not split
From the heat
I cut it there
To keep you
To keep your attention
On the page
So I could write
I’ll miss you
Even before
You’d gone
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Raw. awesome. I feel its simple burning. I empathize. Thank you for sharing.