Tagged: stuck

maybe grief is

maybe grief is
simply waiting
for wanting
to pass.
the way
out is always
tricky, devised
as revolving
doors – we
can’t hold the
door for each
other lest we
get stuck
.
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sometimes you have to

sometimes you have to
get comfortable with getting
stuck in order to

become unstuck. it’s a tried
and true formula – letting go
.
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some days, reaching up

every tragedy

every tragedy
forces us into tunnel
vision – it takes a

community to draw us
back out, save us from ourselves
.
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art for art for art’s

art for art for art’s
sake cannot escape from the
white gaze, cannot be

separated from who you
know, does not have that luxury
.
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on green lake, for a

on green lake, for a
moment, we are held by the
summer heat and our

engine sputtering a call-
and-response to the ripples
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: sputtering

in every moment

in every moment
of forgetting, hearts splinter,
words look for throats in

which to get caught, hands clasp and
unclasp, learn to build bridges
.
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when you tamper with

when you tamper with
trust, the lens becomes stuck, you
can’t zoom in nor out
.
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on days when i have to

on days when i have to
keep my chin up, i do
it, like one of those
chinstrap penguins,
climbing out of the
antarctic, ready to find
anything that resembles
a foothold on those steep
slopes. you are never
ready to hear this, i know
it, by the way you smile
so innocently, try out
jokes to conduct the most
favorable light. i make
the decision for you,
yes, sorry, just like that,
you are not allowed
to comfort me, i keep
my chin up, helmet on, look
for the next solid step
.
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i don’t know what i

i don’t know what i
am doing on my best days,
let alone the rest –
sleep is always over-
or underrated and never
quite the solution
.
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