Daniel wrote from prison.
I did not read the first three letters.
Alicia did.
Mostly blame.
Loneliness.
Regret shaped like self-pity.
Then one came five years later.
Alicia said, “This one is different.”
Emily,
I used your grief because I did not respect it.
I used Madison because I did not respect her.
I used your mother’s house because I believed what I wanted mattered more than what was yours.
I called you unstable because I was afraid of being seen clearly.
I am not asking forgiveness.
I am admitting the shape of what I did.
Daniel
I read it once.
Then placed it in the archive.
Not answered.
Not burned.
Contained.
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