#250 when the going gets tough

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The Thing Is
by Ellen Bass

To love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own

Comments

[melodily]

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD GREATPOETS TOO :D haha i was going to save it after seeing it on greatpoets when i realized i had it saved long ago!

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OF COURZ. didja think my brain was filled with kpop only???? :D

(well actually, it half is.
:/)