When The Ghosts Of My Past Left, I Became Free To Live In Love


A Ghost Story

The steady scratch across the floor
A branch across the window frame
That is all I hear right now
As I sweep aside my pain.

I banish dust and turn on lights
I cannot remain unchanged
I shake the yellow rug outside
But I don’t speak your name.

I sprinkle salt in thick white lines
And smoke out the past we knew
I can’t make new bones of this old house
But it can see the last of you.

I clean the windows ’til they shine
I mop and wax the floor
I make each swipe a prayer for peace
A wish to be free of you once more.

I change the locks and hide the key
I take the deepest breath
I am free to live in love
Now that the ghosts have finally left.

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Crystal Jackson

Crystal Jackson is a former family therapist who's evolved into a spinner of stories and dreamer of dreams. She writes across genres encompassing blog posts, poetry, short stories, children's books, and literary fiction. When she's not chasing around two wild and wonderful children, she's busy creating alchemy from words and feelings, constantly seeking ways to transform struggle into ecstatic beauty. When she's not writing or chasing children, you can find her practicing yoga, meditating, running, reading, advocating for feminism and social justice, plotting and planning adventures, or sitting in a blanket fort with her nose in a book. You can connect with Crystal on Facebook, Instagram or Patreon.

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