As some of you already know, my grandmother, Faye, passed away suddenly a few weeks ago.
I'm having a hard time carrying this grief around. This sadness feels like a fever I hav[...]
A poem about being laid bare with just a glance.
"The dreamers are not the ones who sleep."
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