Grief – A Contemplation

Grief becomes you; or rather
you become grief
in stark relief to the violet of sunset light and white
star memory—

You become dead beach gray
and listless waves moving only
because you cannot stop,
but only just

ReadinginBetween_Grief by the Sea

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