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to grieve without fear of judgment
to feel okay without answering that phone call
to sit in a movie by yourself and feel surprisingly whole
to remember her long dress, her hawk eyes, her stella artois
to touch the light with your fingertips
to realize you alone can console yourself
to write on the wall at midnight
to feel the power of your own voice rising
to be struck with determination in the moments before sleep
to think maybe you can do this, broken as you are
to hear him sing the words you will never be alone
to realize there is no checkpoint, no winner, and no finish line
these are all a series of imperfect moments strung intermittently along the cord of time


--- s.r.

lux nova || kelsey hannah