The Greatest Grief
written by: Arvilla Fee
@vil_fee
hollow—
an empty ribcage
rattles
with each sob,
breath catches
like legs
in brambles,
to love deeply,
even once,
and lose—
to mark a grave,
to scream,
to wake up alone,
to remember,
to name what ifs,
to want—
oh, the ache of wanting,
is perhaps
the greatest grief of all
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