Tag: crisis

I come to you with a heavy heart.
The world is on fire.
People are sick.
Today marks the remembrance of 9/11.
My school is holding a strike.

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I sit in a worn chair, facing
a wall of kind memories,
trying to understand grief.

Frank Turner blares from my computer
and his words are scribbled across the top
of my only black t-shirt.
Earl Grey tea swirls ’round in my mug.
I am feeling…

I hold sacred space for all those lost, suffering,
living in trauma put upon them by others.
I mourn the forgotten,
the loved,
the young,
the old.

My heartstrings are pulled by our crises.
Life is blooming, dying, trembling.