I wrote letters of remorse I’ll not get
From those who should have written me but won’t.
My first draft was raw and wrong as I let
My head hold the pen. Not my heart. Don’t
Ever stop once you begin because
The thing your soul needs to hear may hide
Behind what you think your soul felt when claws
Got too close and hurt you. Take your own side
And listen: What does your soul long to hear?
And if you can’t get what you want, what need
Asks for kind attention? Is there a tear
You need to witness? And if so, sweet
Relief may be found a ghosted letter.
Make it full-throated! You may feel better.
-Allegra Jordan, 2019