In the pieces of memory
and scraps of conversations
transcribed in situ
I will tell you about
the headless groom
and the dead dog,
about the failure of Saint Raphael
and the irony of the phrase
“you could get hit by a bus.”
I’ll tell you the 15,000 words that broke me
and the ones that almost put me back together
until I realized my heart was better
cracked wide-open like that anyhow.
Now all I need to do is type
Happy Ending.
on the last page
and hope it will suffice.
Utterly beautiful. Refreshingly poignant. I loved this piece. ❤️
Gosh – thank you! That one just sort of showed up this morning…happy to know it reached out to you. xoxo
Don’t mention it! You definitely have a knack for this. It’s very inspiring and I can only hope that I could ever write as eloquently one day.
Oh yeah, “that’s how the light gets in!
Exactly!!!
Breathtaking
Thank you. xoxo