“I’ll Keep Writing for You” by Brooklyn Blevins
Each individual word
rings out with a cacophonous echo.
I have never felt
such a resentment towards your voice.
Against my own wishes,
my face flushes,
pooling with the bitter irony
of our handwritten fairy tale.
A plea
bound by my own pride
provides me with a weight like no other.
Spines unravelling,
backs turned to each other.
You never held onto the pages
quite like I did.
Our ending couldn’t be clearer now.