unchronological | a poem

grief knows what makes you tick

*

I am never without it

I might as well talk with it

*

it tells me

you have lost

but I’m here

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my grief belongs to me

but I introduce it to everyone I meet

without saying a word

it makes itself known in my face

*

people ignore my face

people ignore what I’ve lost

people see only half my face

and I take my grief

and walk away

*

my grief makes you uncomfortable

because you are unaccompanied by grief

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2022 | Instagram: @melpomenepaintings

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