Grief (Page 2)

Black smoke in the shape of a side portrait of a woman's face. The black tendrils of smoke create the feeling of long wavy hair blowing in the wind. Double exposure.

Awkward Moments (a poem)

This is one of those
awkward
moments,
we all have them
and yet in the midst of it
I feel so foolish,
exposed,
helpless,
and alone.

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A dirty book of music, with one page torn out, lies open against a window overlooking a wooded area, within an abandoned kindergarten in the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone.

The Final Melody (a poem)

The sky is still blue, yet my happiness wanes. Under the weight of words, the melody strains.

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An empty, snow-covered, arctic winter landscape; a snowy desert field with a person walking away toward a blue sky at the horizon.

Dry (a poem)

It’s winter again, it’s snowing outside, and my soul is as dry as my hands. A frozen wasteland, no less of a desert. My heart is parched like the sands.

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Close-up of a weathered and cracked, white statue of an angel leaning on a table, head down, hands clasped, fingers interlocked, praying. Located in an Uruguayan cemetery.

Scars (a poem)

It’s been years since the cut
and I still feel the pain.

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Apocalyptic view of a destroyed New York City. The Statue of Liberty lies on her side behind two half-destroyed office buildings. 3D rendering.

de-education (a poem)

dedication debated
defamation decorated
depravity destigmatized

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A close-up view of a rock climber's hand gripping a handhold on a natural cliff outcropping

Falling (a poem)

I’m falling apart, and a part of me is falling, falling to the ground below.

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Two friends, a ivory-colored, stuffed bunny and brown teddy bear, sit on the shore beside the still waters of a forest lake, dreaming and remembering. Viewed from behind, the bear has his left arm lovingly wrapped around his friend's shoulders.

Someday, Sometime, Somewhere (an anaphoric poem)

Somehow you will get through it all

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Two ladies, with coffee cups in front of them, sit beside each other at a wooden table on an outdoor patio. Each is looking away, seemingly to avoid a difficult situation or a troubling conversation. Their body language suggests that they are experiencing a communication problem after having a personal conflict.

Miss Understanding (a poem)

Sometimes, it feels quite personal,
an attack directed at me.

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Watching you breathe (a poem)

It’s quiet.
Except for nurses
in the hallway.

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A white, painted brick wall, with handprints, smears, and splatters of red across it.

Bleeding Out (a poem)

Truth runs red.
Flowing
everywhere.

It cannot be stopped,
held back,
contained.

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Grief (Page 2)

Scars (a poem)

Falling (a poem)

Someday, Sometime, Somewhere (an anaphoric poem)

Miss Understanding (a poem)

Watching you breathe (a poem)

Bleeding Out (a poem)

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