Imprecise Dissection

Ann's poem "Imprecise Dissection" participated in Temple University's 2019 Short Fiction Contest.

We were tangled.

No matter what anyone said,
We
Were
Tangled.

It was not two people "intertwined."
Intertwined implies an easy separation,
a string one can pull to unravel it all.
There was no string to pull as far as I could see.

What else was there to do?
I cut right down the middle of us
so that we would each lose a piece of ourselves,
but rather, my cut left you intact

and I lost some of myself to you.
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