SOMETIMES GRIEF
Sometimes, out of nowhere,the grief washes over me,like the ocean tidecovers the small stoneson the sandy beach.A thousand memories of herfight for recognitionas my mind becomes a movie projector gone mad.The tears flood my face.I am totally obliviousto space and time.All that I can feel,all that I am able to containin that particular moment,is that she is gone,and that I am alone,utterly and completely alone.I allow myself to sinkinto that moment,feeling it with everything I have.I know I mus
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Apr 17th 2019