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INTERIOR

INTERIOR

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My ex-husband abandoned me

For a lady who designed interiors.


I inherited his shoe-rack, paper clips,

A bookcase, a couple of t-shirts

And a few pretty notebooks.


I took a notebook to French class

And used another for pasting postcards.


Searching for a suitable tome

To write my heartbreak –

I discovered a mysterious journal, where


My name was on a page

With flowers drawn around

And lines describing me as

"A fairy", " a princess", and "the woman of my dreams"...


I still wonder if the words are cryptic.

I cannot remember how fairy tales end.


Perhaps he had been only fair

To leave behind notebooks for a writer --

Throwing in, for good measure,

A strange journal with an interior.


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