Some days there is nothing but the heartache. Nothing but the pain of loss dragging me down into the depths of despair. Days like today I feel so alone, I want to talk but the words just wont come out …
White southerners want to celebrate their “confederate heritage” but expect African Americans to forget about slavery, Jim Crow and the continuing systemic racism. WTF
Scratching out wordsno lines want to rhymejust ink on paper. Thoughts slipping pastthrough time and etherjust ink on paper. Happiness and despairflowing freely togetherjust ink on paper.
I miss you Mom. This is the first Mother’s Day without you here and I miss you very much. The pain of your passing is still too raw and the new normal of life is still full of sadness.