These days I save most of my writing for my blog, but this one was deeply meaningful.
This poem, "Flowers Instead," is a meditation on grief after 2 deaths within a few days of each other: my grandma, who was my last living grandparent, and our first dog, my shadow, Oscar.
This poem, "Flowers Instead," is a meditation on grief after 2 deaths within a few days of each other: my grandma, who was my last living grandparent, and our first dog, my shadow, Oscar.
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But this disconnection from myself, too, was grief. The painted reality I had created, filled with color and peace, was grief.