Coming to Grips (3)
Those who leave, come back. That’s what the old stories say. You didn’t come back though. Not physically anyway.
Coming to Grips (2)
Coming to grips. Learning to grieve. No tears isn’t well done. It’s unnatural. But it’s too late. What emerges are mis-shappened hollows; still-born children incapable of crying out…
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