Building a Sky to Shelter Me

h 22'' x w 29''

pastel, charcoal, graphite, acrylic on paper

available

Let go.

There is no letting go.

Instead,

a tearing away.

And I am left

at the drowning edge of grief.

Its tides

will pull me out

and push me back

until my ragged words wear smooth

and your name

through my lips

no longer stops my heart.