Tuesday Morning Poem

I got your email

You threw your past away to have kids.
I squandered some of mine too, but for other reasons.

The kids did not need you to erase your past, erase your first wife, erase me.
The wife who would give you kids made you promise.

You mailed pictures of us back to me, your face inked out.
You asked others to lie for you.

You gave up something precious.
And now you think you can salvage it from its ruin?

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