Tagged: loss
perhaps we are merely
perhaps we are merely
one hundred thousand
chickens away from
combating poverty
and injustice
and instability
and racism
and disease
and hunger
and hate
and loss
and mortality –
the chicken
or the egg
.
20180411:2133
y
the year of firsts will
the year of firsts will
pull no punches – a birthday
here, a holiday
there. we will discover micro-
tears to help us adapt next year
.
20180401:2015
y
on the first day of
on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
20180320:2140
y
sometimes, yesterday
sometimes, yesterday
and today will no longer
have anything in
common – we adjust the volume
of our voices to be heard
.
20180305:2203
y
saturday, you were
saturday, you were
out of this world and into
the next one – every
door ached, window wept, chimney sighed,
we held on so we wouldn’t slip
.
20180305:2138
y
there are phases of
there are phases of
Moon that will forever light
up specific cells,
activating love, loss, pain,
and then all over again
.
20180226:2206
y
it’s not like riding
it’s not like riding
a bike, learning to love again
is more like getting
on a unicycle, bearing
an extraordinary weight
.
20171217:0740
y
