[Poetry] Please Say Her Name

Your willingness to continue to speak of those we’ve lost is a gift. Please give it.

Please say her name
Its syllables a confirmation 
Of her place in this world
Its cadence a comfort
To my forever broken heart

Please say her name
Your willingness to speak it
Means she is not forgotten
The vibrations of your voice
Carry her legacy one more day

[Poetry] This Pain

This pain is not like the others
Because this pain is mine

I sit with it
I feed it my regrets and rumination 
I wake up with it snuggled around my chest
It sits in the corner and watches my moments of joy

This pain knows me intimately 
and strikes when I’m at my most vulnerable
It reminds me every moment is fragile
And it makes me doubt my choices

It can reach my heart, my mind, my DNA itself 
Any place there are traces of you
It patiently bides its time
And whispers, “your sister is dead.”

Please forgive me when I cry,
It’s not you that brings the tears
It’s the pain⁠—it robs me of the ability to remember you in joy
For now, but not forever

I promise.