April 29 – #NPM17

Before I let you love me, my heart will have to finish the untitled document

it’s spent months waiting to complete.

It’s a requirement that you spill your guts for me

so I know if you have any guts at all.

Tell me about the way pianos sounded like pain underneath your mother’s fingers

but wine underneath your father’s,

how the first time you picked raspberries you didn’t understand

how beautiful it was until years later, when you held someone’s hands in yours

and examined all the stains, the nicks and callouses

that crossed all their lifelines.

Before I let you love me, I have to be sure

you’ll let me cross yours.

Because no matter how much you trust someone,

we all eventually end up as ghosts.

One more thing, before I let you love me-

I’m the one that’s been haunting your back door.

I never wiped my feet on the welcome mat before slipping silently in

because as I said before

we all eventually end up as ghosts

and our footprints and fingerprints

don’t trace the paths we’ve been


Maggie Royer – “The Warning”
More from Royer here.


Kyla Lacey – “White Privilege”

Published by Robbie Williford

Writer from Flint, Michigan. Partial but slowly becoming. Educator. Storyteller. Bashful. Paying attention to the quiet.

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