before you left
you gave me opera
shoved it
in my chest
and flew the coop
before you left i
gave you mamaw blanche’s
secret to fried chicken
you made it for your
un-lover
who re-remembered
why you
are so
you
now that you’ve left
i want to tell
you how
much my joints
love global warming
just to watch
you laugh
once
more
Alysia Angel 
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