“I thought about having a child, naming it after you. Then I realized that child would never know its namesake & that it’s not fair to want someone just because you want someone else. Instead I named other things for you: seasons with the most holidays, the sky’s face seven seconds before or after it hails, the sound a heart hears when it is half returned, the first time I won a fight, anytime I lose anything.” DeathLossGriefNaming Book:Urbanshee Source: Urbanshee
“After the funeral, I see him everywhere. Every time a man is shot in the head. I see him between the couch cushions. The blunt’s end, in Jamaica drinking a Red Stripe on a patch of grass, in a backyard drunk with witches dancing to Motown. Screaming from my mouth. In my lupus diagnosis. Laying in the cracks of my knuckles. Knock, knock, who’s there?” DeathLossGrief Book:Urbanshee Source: Urbanshee