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
Arvilla Fee lives in Dayton, Ohio, teaches English for Clark State College and is the lead poetry editor for October Hill Magazine. She has published poetry, photography, and short stories in numerous presses, including North of Oxford, Rat's Ass Review, Mudlark, and many others. Her poetry books, 'The Human Side,' 'This is Life,' and 'Mosaic: A Million Little Pieces' are available on Amazon. Arvilla loves writing, photography and traveling and never leaves home without a snack and water (just in case of an apocalypse). Arvilla's favorite quote in the whole word is: "It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see." ~ Henry David Thoreau. Her website and her new poetry magazine: Soul Poetry.
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