Signature
The moment
I was offered
the crystal ball job
he had originally encouraged me
to reach for
in a land too far of a distance
for a heart to trek,
I knew that when I signed
the contract
I would seal
our fate,
close our chapter,
throughout the interviewing process
my heart had paced back and forth,
stuttered and stumbled,
but when the contract appeared in my email
I didn't flinch,
steady and resolute
I entered my signature,
erased his.
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
