May 2022
i tried to say goodbye to my grief,
the thing that has made a home
inside of me;
the mother of my craft,
the suffering i cherish.
but now i know,
she is a tenant of permanence,
inside me, she is a remnant
of both love and memory.
sincerely, ileana.
the thing that has made a home
inside of me;
the mother of my craft,
the suffering i cherish.
but now i know,
she is a tenant of permanence,
inside me, she is a remnant
of both love and memory.
sincerely, ileana.
05.24.22.| more than half a year since i last wrote something, more than half a year since i wallowed in the depths of my grief. this time, i'd like to write again — not just of grief, but of love and life and people.
