There’s no wine or weed or whiskey that can transmute the ache No way to mask or hold it Nowhere … More
Category: grief
Box
It’s what I do with shadows avoid the sneak attack of grief duck, dodge, and swing but it always finds … More
Drained
Phone rings at work How may I help I answer He has cancer She says Sinking in I begin counting … More
Paradox
I died I want to die I am dying but I live and I want to because you once did … More
A Choice, A Loss, A Love
Stay here I whisper to myself as the trigger tingle before the migraine of grief grows and nothing wanted more … More
To The Ones That Stay: How To Support Grieving Parents
Because grief is so varied and personal, there is no “normal” or “right” way to grieve, except to feel your way through it. This means people actively trying to move through and express their pain show it in a wide variety of ways outside of the behaviors people are used to seeing. We aren’t “Fine” and everyone knows it.
The Artist
Meet me at the place where your love for yourself slightly outweighs your love for your family and me for sour and … More
Holding Space
Holding space for my own pain is the hardest part about right now. It’s difficult as fuck. I mean, there’s … More
Cactus Practice
It’s like I can’t remember what happiness looks like. Well, maybe that’s not it. It looks something like all my … More
Flag
I want to scream at the sky for all the reasons I can’t know why can’t have prevented can’t prevent … More