Let me guess.
Tonight, you're scrolling through...

You’d never tell
how capable of grieving...

On most days before I sleep,
I cautiously slip under the duvet and...

It’s cold, twelve degrees below zero.
You’re remembering her face, how the sun...

On quieter days, I catch
myself laying on...

The airport is a morgue.
I can identify this body: He’s a lover...

I used to have dreams
about you, you know...

Last night, the rain raged for six
hours straight, for me to wake up to...

34th day:
Flowers had color again. The sky...

Pack a bag of essentials,
a bottle of water, a whistle...

These words
couldn't weld my ribcage close again...

You're an eagle, and
it's not your fault...