Super(un)natural

There’s no wine or weed or whiskey that can transmute the ache No way to mask or hold it Nowhere … More

Box

It’s what I do with shadows avoid the sneak attack of grief duck, dodge, and swing but it always finds … More

Phone rings at work How may I help I answer He has cancer She says Sinking in I begin counting … More

I died I want to die I am dying but I live and I want to because you once did … More

Stay here I whisper to myself as the trigger tingle before the migraine of grief grows and nothing wanted more … More

Holding space for my own pain is the hardest part about right now. It’s difficult as fuck. I mean, there’s … More

It’s like I can’t remember what happiness looks like. Well, maybe that’s not it. It looks something like all my … More

I want to scream at the sky for all the reasons I can’t know why can’t have prevented can’t prevent … More

What you were just for a moment when I first beheld you tiny paper fingernails eyes as deep as the … More

It’s been 140 weeks since Sudden Unexplained Death in Childhood took my son and we’re in the last week of … More