I wrote this poem in October of 2024.

just call me J.Lo without the ass because my ex
(if we can even call him that) came back to me
after 2 years of sobriety
we’re the low rent version of Bennifer
except we’re not millionaires
or celebrities (yet)
I’m just a working class immigrant poet
and he’s my ex whatevership Nordic muse

I’m all in on x’s being forever muses! I’m no prolific lover, just a few over the years, but I’m in close contact with all of them.
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