Slow Stanzas of Release Through the Stages of Grief: A Triptych. {poetry}
Your daughter remembers you
Holding you in her heart
That leads the way to where we are today
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You Are Not Too Much. You Have Never Been Too Much. You Will Never Be Too Much.
Because out there somewhere there is a love who will never dream of calling you too much. Who speaks, like you, in poetry and candle wax and stardust. Who runs outside on stormy nights to howl at the moon. Who collects bones and sings incantation and talks to the ancestors. And that lover, when ...
Your Stardust, Radiance And Splendor: I Want To See The Real You.
There’s a crack in that you, and -- can you feel it? -- the fingers of your soul are grasping its edges and prying it open. Because that you wants nothing more than to crash at your feet in a crumble of dust and silence. Facades aren’t meant to last a lifetime.