POETRY

Dear Adversary

when the gloves come off

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I’ve developed a personal mantra in my adult years — friends make life bearable, enemies make it interesting. It’s a bit contrarian, I admit, but to me it’s proven to be a useful self-check. When I find that everyone around me is in agreement with me, I’m likely trying too hard to fit in and play it safe. This is the poem version of that sentiment.