Tag: grief
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On anticipatory grief, and the things we carry at the crossroads
There comes a time when the road ends.
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Words I carry (to read when I’m sober)
A peril of going through the internet; you change. It rattles around the head.
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In this other world I’m not living in
There is no cause for grief. To my grandmother.
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Filters in development
This time last year I was bawling my eyes out in a public restroom.
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To Tita Beng
Thank you, Ninang Beng.
jari m 