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Olivia Kate




    you ask me sometimes

    why I’m sorry

    and I don’t know

    why those words tumble out of my mouth

    punctuating the end of every sentence

    in therapy

    in line at the grocery

    in your apartment

    where I spilled red wine

    on your brand new sofa

    when you cleaned it up before saying

    you must unlearn

    all the ways

    you have allowed apologizing

    to fill up your space

    you are here

    wholly and defying.




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