My world ended when you told me
you would come back to Saint Louis then
changed your mind. I was
already looking at apartments for us — how
sad and how beautiful. I trashed my apartment. My world
ended when you told me I was too much
for you, too much for your family —
how sad and how beautiful, to be so alive,
to be too much. My world ended when you gave me that look
that told me, so much anger it was terrifying, “you are
a piece of scum.” My world ended when the therapist
told me the news, my world ended and inverted
and collapsed all weekend —
and then I slowly went about my work,
which was to begin rebuilding –
how sad and how beautiful it was.
(photograph by me, originally written in September 2016)
2 responses to “How Sad, How Beautiful”
Wow. I FELT this. God, you’re so talented. I want the whole world to read your poems. xxx
Fucking thank you!! You really are my an inspiration to me so that means a lot coming from you. You’re the kindest.