Thursday, August 7, 2025

After the Loss

 

It arrived as a tidal wave,
so much love from
so many people
all around the world.
Too much, too much,
I thought, until
I imagined just one
person not sending
love and then knew
with every cell 
that drowning in love
was the only way
to stay afloat.

—Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

[Posted for my friends Tracy, Kyle, Emma, and Tyler].




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