Erasures

Erasures
Sharon Bryan


My best lover ever
is dead. And

the second best.
Nothing to do

with me, it was years
since I'd seen them.

Still, they took
something with them

no one else knows
about me, and if I

know it, I know
only half, like every

other line of a poem.



"Erasures" by Sharon Bryan, from Sharp Stars. (c) BOA Editions, 2009. From The Writer's Almanac.