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You Heal Me: A Poem by Collette Kristevski

You ask me for poetry
as a gift.
I tell you,
I’m sorry,
but I cannot give you poetry.
You ask me why.
And I answer:
Because I don’t know how to write about
what does not hurt.

//You Heal Me
//Collette Kristevski, 4/5/2019

Shout out to my husband who doesn’t drive me to need to emotionally vomit all over paper in order to cope or process. If you are in a relationship that requires tons of angsty poetry for you to survive it, perhaps you should re-evaluate. Trust me, I’ve been there. I once was the self-proclaimed queen of angsty romantic poetry. It wasn’t a flattering look for me.

Right or Wise?: A Poem by Collette Kristevski

You can color within the lines
but cannot paint a portrait.
You can read music
but cannot improvise a tune.
You may be right,
but that does not make you wise.

//Right or Wise?, 4/2/2019
Collette Kristevski

Whatever knowledge I ever possessed (or thought I possessed) never prepared me for life or made me wise. I fear that all it did was make me, at least for a time, intolerable and also intolerant. Being right and being wise are not always the same thing.