Jul 29, 2022
I know what it feels like to be buried in the past, with memories like insects and limbs like liquid ,
I also know revival , is such an inane thing that finding yourself , not your older self , but a new born you , is glorious .
Also this post is for my childhood friend ELORA who left this earth and me , 4 years ago , whose undiluted kindness , glittering gleaming heart in my gallery , still makes me double over with tremors , tears and disbelief that she , who held my hand everyday after school in karate class , we softly grinning , me making her laugh , her being a quite star in this loud universe , I miss you Elora , I miss your heart , your hand in mine , and the friendship that you took with yourself . .
