timed-write: lemon morn

Every day, the citrus-light of morning squeezes itself through my window, pulp and all. When life gives you lemons, when life floods you with peelings and mournings, you learn to stockpile sweetness– or you learn to web your fingertips enough to hold on. Along the windows in my kitchen, I let a small flock of beloved tiny things sugar the frontlines. A miniature angel. A … Continue reading timed-write: lemon morn

rarasaurAugust 1, 20226 Comments

grief, prompted

grief is

Grief is light, I tell myself in the middle of another sleepless night. Sometimes I try to keep myself grounded but it is impossible when you hold so much light, when you are so much lighter than air, so much lighter than light. I think I could float away. I think I could be a star– just look how my name has collapsed into a … Continue reading grief is

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timed-write: lemon morn

grief is