it found me on my yoga mat this afternoon
Tag: grief
2025
this year came to me as, of all things, the bone deep unseen ache in your ass the day after doing squats.
so glad they do
the new life you long for comes at the price of the thing you’re too afraid to let go of
reality
the degree to which I am able to grieve
maybe
maybe it won't swallow me, my grief, or maybe it will.
SO VERY HUMAN 