This grief I know, it comes and goesIt tingles my spine, it curls my toesIt comes to me, out of the blueand I feel the pain as if it were new But I am so afraid that it might endThat the feelings I have for my friendMight lessen, weaken or otherwise dullWhat happens if they
People often think of empowerment as being strong and untouchable, steaming through life, unstoppable, winning and celebrating. But empowerment is dictionary described as “the process of becoming stronger and more confident, especially in controlling one’s life and claiming one’s rights”. That means expressing and owning who you are in its entirety. For me this year,
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Hollow dark and oh so grimTwisting, turning, living thingExpanding, filling space and timeThis gaping hole, this grief of mine Opens wide and sucks things inCrushes deftly, makes me spinClaws and maims and gouges outBinds, releases, strong and stout It waits, bides time and rushes inThis overwhelming, dangerous thingIt comes from nowhere, pulls me to itMoving
