Your loveliness doesn't hurt me anymore #poem by Abigail George

 

Give me Marina Tsetaeva
Give me Karin Boyes
Give me Petya Dubarova
I sent you a poem
You did not respond
I told you I would always
carry your heart with me

But it meant absolutely
nothing to you
Europe has carried you away
but all it has given me
is quiet despair
The kind of desperation
of no longer having you in my life
You never read any of my books
You turn to Jhumpa Lahiri instead
Mohsin Hamid
while I have Fatima Sydow
for courage
a fridge tart on the table
that doesn't quite make up
for your absence
Dear Sister, I'm sorry
I'm sorry for what I said
or did not say
or what I did
in childhood
in youth
Just know this
I will always
carry your heart
with me
and the scars
you have given me
for an eternity.

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