Linda M Crate‘s poem: done growing in concrete

done growing in concrete 

gaslight central,

you were always the

victim even when

you weren’t;

never had any interest

in me unless i had

something you could take—

guess it came as a rude

awakening when i took the 

scissors you stabbed into

my back and cut all ties between us,

but even when i pushed you the

furthest away i possibly could;

you never really understood why i left you behind—

i was tired of watering a garden that 

would never grow,

our friendship would’ve died years ago 

had i stopped watering it then;

i decided i was done making excuses for you—

flowers can grow in concrete,

but if they have a chance to grow somewhere

more healthy then they truly should.

Linda M. Crate‘s works have been published in numerous magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of ten published chapbooks, four full-lengths, and three micro-chaps. She has a novella, also, called Mates (Alien Buddha Publishing, March 2022).

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