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Grief Peak
She didn't lie about her pain.
She allowed it to come to the forefront,
to drip down
in front of all of us,
pooling and salty.
She didn't lie about her pain.
She allowed it to come to the floor,
to drip down
in front of us all.
She allowed it to fall.
She allowed it to flow,
she allowed it to pool,
until she discovered herself
floating in that buoyant, salty water
with her head just above.
She couldn't even drown in that water
as she let it pool.
Instead,
it became warm, and it soothed her.
It soothed her muscles,
it soothed her soul—
she allowed it, and she allowed it.
And then she awakened,
tired, exhausted from it all,
and she noticed something small—something out there,
out there in her view.
And she took a deep breath
… and enjoyed it.
