Monday, July 30, 2007


I have pondered about posting this and didn't know what to head it. Then it just came to me.


Grief is a strange thing. It doesn't come and then go away. It comes and stays.

At first it overwhelms, completely covers, like a heavy overcoat. Slowly it disappears. Inside. Somewhere. Lurking.

There it stays forever.

Then one day, a little reminder, such a small thing that might even go unnoticed consciously, brings it out of lurkdom, it's warm but dark tentacles sliding over flesh , pressing down into the solar plexus till the only recourse is to curl into the womb and let it caress you till it's had it's fill and retreats back from where it came.
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