I have always sucked at titles.
Anyway, here’s a rough draft of a divorce poem. Rough as in I finished writing this thing like ten minutes ago, and now I am going to post the raw, unedited version here and let it sit for a few days until I am fresh enough to go back and fix what needs fixing.
If you have any suggestions, please don’t hesitate. I’m not above constructive criticism, and I would never turn away friendly, writerly advice.
Also, I guess this doesn’t have to be a divorce poem at all. It is for me, obviously…but it could just be about that awkward moment when you have to return the pile of shit that the other person left at your place, and there are still all those memories and feelings you’re dealing with in your head.
It’s too early for me to even attempt to be eloquent…make of this what you will.
I’ve deleted the rough draft of this poem because I have recently edited and submitted the final copy to a lit journal. Once I submit the final draft of a piece, I take down the rough draft. It’s only fair. I want everyone to know that I really appreciated the feedback and the kind words. It helped muchly. You guys rock more than you know.