Scarlet Letter

by Haley Riordan

The opened letter lays upon our bed
seal not broken,
but already read.
Lies not told,
but conceived
Love not taken,
but suddenly retrieved.
As I lay here on our bedroom floor
my blood stops flowing forever more.

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