Striking & Powerful Quote: It is only my grief that is fresh, every day.
Word-Image: I carry these jagged shards of memory with me always, everywhere, like tiny bombs, and at any moment one might pierce through the surface and force me to go through the pain as if for the first time, taking him with me.
Sound-Image: He silenced me with his wet mouth, and I felt him tear into me.
Haiku: Unravel my path Undo my troubled tombstone Where misery lays
It is only my grief that is fresh, every day.
Word-Image:
I carry these jagged shards of memory with me always, everywhere, like tiny bombs, and at any moment one might pierce through the surface and force me to go through the pain as if for the first time, taking him with me.
Sound-Image:
He silenced me with his wet mouth, and I felt him tear into me.
Haiku:
Unravel my path
Undo my troubled tombstone
Where misery lays