Photo © 2014 Jennifer
Wagner
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There are things we
lost
in the flood
or after it
in the seeping,
standing water
up past our hips.
It’s no use;
they’re gone.
Remember when
I told you
I thought
we weren’t strong
enough,
maybe we
were too damaged
to make this work?
But you
only remember me
saying
I’d stay
and let you try.
And for that
you’d give up everything,
again,
because everything
means nothing.
© 2014 Jennifer
Wagner