perhaps the passing of those we love places a period at the end of the sentence of the lesson the lesson they have been whispering and shouting to us for our entire blessed lives while they are here we are trying to be independent and grow free from their voice to develop our own we twistContinue reading “the lesson”
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that which
i want that i am that that which i am i can only see what is already me so that which i think i am longing to be is already a part but feels fallen apart somewhere in my heart and i go searching again then i stub my toe from my grasping and woeContinue reading “that which”
much nothing
how much may we make of the nothing at stake how deep may we bask in this time that won’t last how heavy might we get in the weight of the net how tightly must we grasp to the lungs’ last gasp yet how lightly can we play with the dawning of one day howContinue reading “much nothing”
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