Tag: loss
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Suicide: The Silent Adversary
While I enjoyed a lifestyle thirty years in the making, my kids’ generation seemed to be opting out of life rather than realizing their own dreams. Three young men known within my family’s circle chose suicide over existence. Why? -
Cloud Fairy
I hide amidst the rolling cloudsBecause it’s where I find you mostYour jokes and voice now memoriesBut here you are my friend I miss you every single dayAnd I watch and wait and prayThat I may catch a glimpse of youSomewhere beyond the moon But amidst the rolling cloudsI see you finallyAs I sit and ... -
Fade To Black
Imagine, there's still milk, juice, and snacks for the week in 17 refrigerators once fresh, but now soured. -
I Hope This Grief Never Ends
In a November 2021 interview with Stephen Colbert about his part in Tick, Tick, Boom, Andrew Garfield shared his grief on the loss of his mother. He made some of the most honest, heartwarming, and heart-wrenching comments about grief and sharing a loved one’s legacy. I had never related to something so deeply about my grief as I ... -
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Event Condition
In one year it’s a shadow, following. Taking the shape of a person. Just not the person she lost. -
The Clutching Rocks
At the bottom of the sea two rocks clasp her ankle like a bear trap with no teeth. She went down there, under the water when her first child crept out of her own. Submerged for years. Overhead, the sunlight trickles. Figures bob. Bubbles from her lungs float to meet the surface. She sees through ... -
Glow In The Dark Stars
The following poem is from Lo Potter’s upcoming collection “Celestial Navigation” set for release in September 2021 it’s funny how only a great time laterwe take real personal meaning from dreams.when I dreamt that my bed was safe,because you would make it so.and those stars we pointed to,making constellations in our minds,slowly learning direction,teaching me ... -
The ‘C’ Word
Cancer: The word means nothing to most people. But to the people who have it, or those close to them, the word means everything. -
Empty Vessel
My heart weeps silently for the child I once carried My mind paralyzed with fear of a reoccurrence but my body longs to be the vessel That carries your fragile, tiny frame supporting you in my cracked container You fluttered and my heart melted connecting ...