«day 14: after the afterlife» I had a brain fart yesterday and completely forgot about posting the poem. I had free time but it never crossed my mind. But here it is, better late than never. a mis muertitos, se les extraña.
«day 5: here’s what I remember»
this is the first poem with me back into university course work, which makes me anxious. I hope I can continue with this and bring decent poems to this account.
last year was really hard for my close family, and this poem is what I remember when my mum told me a dear family member was found dead on her house. I was alone at my house, recently finished an online house. most of it is kind of blurry, but the pain remains.
la extraño mucho tía, hasta donde quiera que esté.
I like to think the day I die
my soul will join the stars
and s h i n e
as bright
as I could have
athena g