• Kate Godin


Updated: Jun 18

It’s not your fault.

No need to grieve what might’ve been

if only you’d gotten it right,

if only you’d not been you.

Let go of your despairing love,

your fear for their happiness.

Hang up the rescuer’s harness.

There’s nothing to fix.

They, like you, are

gorgeous contradictions—

broken clouds, edged in gold,

spilling light.

Stop for a moment

and marvel.

See the ink run

on your long list of crimes.

Release the judge and the jury.

Notice you are standing

in a sunshower,

beads of light

quenching the shadows.

Photo by Basil Smith

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