I have never written a mystery you couldn’t solve

Raven Diltz
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read

I have never written a mystery you couldn’t solve

I can’t create anything you can’t destroy.

I spend time worrying about my stupid broken heart, the way the jagged edges are scratching up my insides like the car you keyed in high school.

And I know this is me sounding like a door flung open, like the blood and gore of a cut that needs stitches, like begging for spare change on the A train.

And I know you are immovable, you are disgusted, you are not paying attention.

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