67 Days, What will be…

Grief and the Sea, 11/12/16

Loss always finds me by the sea.
Not by intention, but by
Mystery.
9/11.
The Co-op shooting.
My mother’s passing.
And now, in the days after 11/9, when grief comes,
like it always does,
in waves,
and each awareness arrives
as a first.
Of what will
be. And what will
not be.

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