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    • Mar 5, 2019
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Letters to Passed/Past Lovers


By Cheyenne Skurczak


February 26, 2019 | Creative Writing


This is how you are

suppose to exist, yes?

Seven kisses upon seven ring fingers,

the remnants tasting of absinthe?

I am constantly learning how to cleanse myself of you.

I have discovered

that orange juice will drown down arsenic

and that I can always pick fingernails from in between my teeth.

Do you strive to remind me that

there is a very thin line between my day and night?

Maybe that’s it -

maybe you have turned me into a forever dusk.



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