I see your name on the letter.
You haven’t lived here for years.
Why do they keep sending mail to you?
The letter gets ripped in half, burned into the scrap heap.
You’re dead to me … you were never me.
Let this deception of you never anymore be.

Throwing away old mail that still gets sent to me with my deadname on it.

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