"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes."
~Callista Buchen
Art | by Pride Nyasha
#Artstr
"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes."
~Callista Buchen
Art | by Pride Nyasha
#Artstr
I see the hope of a better life in the back, but I'm to deep into self pity to even look around my shoulder.
