I have three collections of poetry, four prompt journals, a podcast, a community I built from scratch, and millions of poems no one will ever see. In a way none of it would have been possible without you. I shout you out - I give you credit when it fits. But also, you ruined me in a way only a family member can. And disappeared without any sort of goodbye.
I wrote a lot about you tonight. I wonder if you'll ever see how successful I became. Or what I made of myself.
-Sincerely,
BlueJay
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