A poem written in October of 2020.
I need time to heal
Instead, I crawl out
into the sun,
I shakingly raise my offerings
to the living.
I bleed energy
I cry life
Out of my core
Out of my heart.
I speak
when I'm mute.
I give
what has been taken from me.
My children
the broken leaves
Sing praise
in the voice of
agony.