letters for my father

I have written you a thousand letters

in my mind.

Things I wish I had told you,

rewriting the things I did.

Things I am afraid to give paper bones, ink blood to.

I used to think that you didn’t love me enough,

but with every year that passes,

I’m thinking that maybe,

you love me too much.

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