Divide Between the Bride
written by: Allison Jensen
If only love were true,
I wouldn’t sand myself down smooth,
wouldn’t trade my sharpened truth
for something easier to use.
I knew this end before it spoke.
Nothing wanted stays intact.
I’m no longer worth the joke,
no longer worth the call back.
Returned again, I take the pew,
inventory, not the bride.
They say I might have chosen you
if you were simpler inside.
There are no nice ones—only men
who exit clean and stay polite,
who call it timing, call it fate,
and swear they loved you every night.
Let love be done.
Let love be right.
Allison Jensen is a California-based writer. Her work explores power, identity, grief, and the quiet ways people are shaped by the systems around them.
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- Divide Between the Bride - February 8, 2026
