grief the connective tissue webbed between each bone dangles unresolved from bleached ribs marbled shreds of tissue ruffling the edges of my open chest cavity
Tag: Grief
April Fools Day
I tell myself it is unexpected snow in tonight’s forecast Mother Nature’s cruel April Fools’ joke that makes my joints ache chills me to the
Coffee Klatch
In memory of Lieselotte Porter 1925-2018 another empty chair another empty corner only resurrection assured this Easter morn are my ghosts who brokers the introductions?
We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One
unforgotten Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the
Now Available for Kindle: Heavy Mental by Kindra M. Austin
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alabaster
who am I without my losses without my ghosts to haunt the hours? grief has carved me sharply since girlhood with rasps and chisels unforgiving
A Suitable Period of Mourning
I do not have a closet full of mourning clothes I have never inked the names of my dead on my tender forearms in solemn
All That is Left
aching sadness feels like drifting like falling like tumbling iridescent tear drops well up phantom pain for other hearts I used to hold afloat ©
Pinprick of Loss
the loss of you punctured the night sky like tiny pinpricks on a black canvas covering the moon from view allowing only the smallest rays
