learning to dance with stone

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this hurts too much…
i think we carry the weight of grief more than we know
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thank you, i trust…
i bow in deep reverence…
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August 2024

sounding + keening my sorrow…
‘we all come from the stars, and to the stars we shall return…
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eyes wide open breathing…
another poem (work in progress)…
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July 2024

sounding…
let us group-up… to prepare an entrance, to…
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June 2024

who knew…
who is remembered, lives!
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8

May 2024

ross way singing…
i must meet ease to letting go of…
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2
heart felt…
re-membering a message from an exquisite tree…
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4

April 2024

sympathetic echoes
a poem about my first experience receiving an ultrasound…
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3
grief is getting kind of old…
a poem + remembering mum today, a year later…
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March 2024

holy doodle!
this is quite the blast from the past…
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February 2024

breathing my way to…
who i truly am of sorts… day 20…
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