the deepest wounds are caused by those we thought loved us, but only used us instead;
those who wasted our time, our love, and our affection—
they say not to regret it, but i do;
wish i had spent the right attention on the people who were always going to be in my corner rather than waste all my devotion on people who didn't deserve it—
i know there's a lesson learned in every bridge burned, but now i'm just jaded; and i don't know if i can let people in. -linda m. crate
About the Author
Linda M. Crate's (she/her) works have been published in numerous magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of eleven poetry chapbooks, the latest of which is: fat & pretty (Dancing Girl Press, June 2022). She's also the author of the novella Mates (Alien Buddha Press, March 2022). She has published four full-length poetry collections Vampire Daughter (Dark Gatekeeper Gaming, February 2020), The Sweetest Blood (Cyberwit, February 2020), Mythology of My Bones (Cyberwit, August 2020), and you will not control me (Cyberwit, March 2021).