grief journey
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Surrender
Birds falling, feathers on flightless skies— looping through cloudless mornings and pale crescent moons— shining bright for another world’s night. I sip my tea in the buttery blues of dawn— with faded fathers and unshed tears— I remember This is… Continue reading
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Dogwoods
Spoiled flowers— weep your wilt on me. Brown tears streak my throat, caress me— my languid grief. Boughs swayed when I looked for you— silver leaves— flashing lost memory. Petals— drop, my knotted wounds— bathe my limbs, your barren spores. … Continue reading
