StaceyC: Poems

Breath

StaceyC 2d

Breath

Eerie calm.
So quiet and still - the white noise buzzes in my skull.
Your absence is thick, like heavy humid air.
Hard to breathe.

#grief #loss

yesterday

StaceyC 2d

yesterday

You would ask what I want to eat.
You would spend the day going to five or six stores.
You would call each of the kids to see how they were doing.
You would barbecue.
You would cook way too much food for two.
I would smile.

#grief #loss

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