unlearning
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.