Sunday, February 20, 2022

memory is a certain immortality

all my life you have been a place

an event a person a thing

you're gone now 

reborn to moments and memories 

you are where I remember you

so I choose sunlight

flower petals

warmth after a cold day

 I love you

   you live where I live

      within

          a second life

             a second death

         beside me

Saturday, February 19, 2022

I remember you brought the sunset

they adorned her in yellow

her smile was nervous and fragile and proud

how has she not cut herself on her double edged sword

how has she hidden the scars so well


they pulled her hair back

it said no

slipped out of the plastic pink clips

she was beautiful


her wrists are bone

her eyes are hollow

her smile is full of tragedy

I'm not ready

please I'm not ready

Grief: Noun

 

 grief is not my mantle

 a flame that burns within

 

it is not a lifestyle a mood a circumstance a feeling

 it is every moment I have ever lived 

 

all at once

 

my hands empty

 of the thing I have lost