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Juliet’s Prayer
Poetry
It was easy enough to put the lock among the others —
so many names, a richness of history and relationships,
one of the few ways to immortalize a love for evermore —
but Eva had brought with her a lock of gold and silver
and a permanent marker to inscribe the names of her parents.
It was a last-ditch effort, a fleeting hope in and of itself,
but the threads had already begun to come apart for the two
who had brought her into this world twenty years ago.
As she found a place for the lock, she found herself tearing up
because love was supposed to last beyond a fair weather scheme.
How had the two kids who had fallen for each other in high school
become so vicious to each other that they couldn’t share the same room?
Eva had avoided the battleground because of college, the seams splitting,
and even the last-minute trip had not saved her from the wrath of the war.
Her parents, once so loving, had the divorce papers ready to sign.
But was it only a matter of time, or could old magic intervene?