On Meeting My Ex-Husband a Year Later

I’m still pretty damn raw
like the grated peel of a lemon
flayed and zested
by your words

Peeled at length
like the outer skin of the
mango and the papered
skin of the Ajo clove

I find my eyes watering
the aging sides of my face
not because of what you say
but because of who you are

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