Tagged: loss

we played escape from

we played escape from
death star that late summer’s day to 
help to mitigate 

your pain – we could not have 
known that you would not escape
.
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on the other side 

hello, i love you,

hello, i love you,
where can i rest my sorrow?

is the new refrain

whispered across dimly lit
rooms, beating between heartbeats
.
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in the courtyard that

of the innumerable

of the innumerable
ways to mourn, i
am negotiating grief
in REM sleep this
morning, consoling
a young colleague
in the art of letting
it out, letting
go, an unsteady
navigation of
space, time, and
reality – on your
birthday, in the nearly
third anniversary of
your passing, we
practice the improbable
parallels of joy and
grief, keeping it
together without
so much
disassembling
.
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i will always hold

love and loss is near

love and loss is near
inescapable, always
at one point or
another relying
entirely on the death
saving throw
to find one’s
footing, regain
consciousness
.
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when the city was

when the city was
finally returned to
us after one
too many decades,
everything appeared
smaller and
felt bigger,
weighed
less and left
deeper
impressions, a
kaleidoscopic memory
of memories
.
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the gentlest way to

scenes from letting go –