Tag: grief
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October
tears keepspilling from my eyeslike monsoonin october night skies. i check the wound periodically. it was healing before, why does it look a little infected?i bandage it back up. train station interceptions, phone calls that shatter. a karmic seed now joins meon parallel life/death lines,“pull yourself together girl, you’re late for the show.” a pulsating cry, “i want to go home.”himalayan hills, tibetan…
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burrard inlet (postcards from canada)
i arrive, granville island. my hair is down, long blonde hair softly curled. pops of undertone baby pink peak out from the bottom, whisperings of “i felt sad and needed color.” i’m dressed in my favourite dress, peachy pink with floral blues.i even do my makeup too, soft and subtle, but intentional. a pop of glitter white in the corners…
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September
i sensea pulling of the arrow back-grief waves and panic attacks. i feel shut downsof internal systems.i ask for gracefrom my loved ones.i’m struggling,i’m failing them. oh.. i feel their pity..i don’t want that.sick animals must disappear to heal their wounds,i have alot of those..it’s almost too many, too deep, too infected.so i retreat.sun setsto blue hour,…
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dear brother-
where are you dear brother? are you safe?are you warm?have you eaten? are you at peace? everyone says you are here, watching, always with me. most days i believe that to be true. but i’m hiccuping my tears in,“oh just get on with it already.” no one likes a sad girl. fuck it. i just miss you,big brother. so much…
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Goa (Into the Bardo)
xxxviii an ashram, i sink into, not knowingthe outcome. blackbird says, “be here now”and i listen. i don’t know what to do. so i do what i do best, i flee. i escape into Goan waters, it goes to my mid thighs, each wave, a resurgence, a remembering. i’m stripped down,to an olive green bikiniwith my blonde hairdripping wet with sea salt and grief. …
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