No Stranger Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

No Stranger



No
I'm no stranger
to misfortune

We've become
well-acquainted
in the last eight months.

It has become
my friend
my reliant
my secret
my lover, perhaps

Yes, well-acquainted
like two-year friends
it knows most of my secrets
and I theirs.

Yes, well-acquainted
like a happy couple

I've slept with devastation.

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