Here’s where I share my thoughts on all things grief, collapse, community, liberation, and love — so basically all things. 

Category: Poetry

January 23, 2017

Loosen my grip… I came here once and you comforted me You told me to let go “Loosen your grip and let go.” And I listened because I couldn’t not because I missed you because I trust you   I’m still right here Learning to be only here Now, you say,     “Let go more than you ever thought you could     and then let go some more.”