Childhood? Which childhood? The one that didn’t last? The one in which you learned to be afraid …?
— Li-Young Lee, from “A Hymn to Childhood,” Ink Knows No Borders: Poems of the Immigrant and Refugee Experience

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Childhood? Which childhood? The one that didn’t last? The one in which you learned to be afraid …?
— Li-Young Lee, from “A Hymn to Childhood,” Ink Knows No Borders: Poems of the Immigrant and Refugee Experience

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“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was always just red.”
— Kait Rokowski
sorry if i’m incredibly good and adept at things. i was invented years ago by a loving god
the memories come back like citrus https://www.instagram.com/p/CjkYE5MqDFX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
As the ventilator keeping her husband Felipe alive was disconnected, María Salinas Cruz shouted, “Fly high, my love!” in Spanish, loud enough to be heard through the glass at LAC+USC Medical Center in Los Angeles on Jan. 28. Felipe was admitted on Jan. 1, his 48th birthday, after contracting COVID-19. During the winter surge, Latino and Black Angelenos died at two to three times the rate of white residents. // Note from the author: I was browsing the TIME photos and this image captured my mind and heart at once. There’s something here of desperation, of helplessness, a foreshadowed grief. I could not possibly let it go. https://www.instagram.com/p/CjP8bxfqq6o/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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i am exhausted from the weight of womanhood
with its million things.
i feel like a fist of ashes thrown at the wind
"feelin' meh"
i am hungry too. but i've only learned to feed him.
you watch the slight curve of her chest. inviting. milky skin the greeks used to paint. the invisible line running down her neck begging to be bitten into, though no man has ever had the honor. the obsession.
my body sometimes feels like a stranger’s bed

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i know that when somebody says i’d take a bullet for you, they don’t mean i will live for you.
i know that a man once told me you can do anything as long as you don’t get caught
you can only teach him how to be a man, rack it into his body and hope he understands.
grief is like a bowl of soup you forget to reheat; cold and unforgiving
when somebody says i’d take a bullet for you, they don’t mean i will live for you.

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when somebody says i’d take a bullet for you, they don’t mean i will live for you.
grief is like a bowl of soup you forget to reheat; cold and unforgiving