Your suffering boils to the surface.
Feverish, you look at me—
face glistening, coated with a clear film.
face glistening, coated with a clear film.
My heartbeat quickens to match yours
as I reach to cradle your face with my icy hands.
My grandma recently died almost two months ago now. Besides the loss of beloved pets, I have not experienced a familial death since I was 11...
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