from: “they lie when they say grief lightens with time” by ire’ne lara silva

from: "they lie when they say grief lightens with time"

i want no more of family my brother is all i need of
love and grief ceaselessly intertwining
all i need of hoping and bleeding
hours of peace and hours of war

my brother in grieving for our dead mother our living father
his heart heavy with roiling griefs
his arms scarred over with living hurts

he cannot relieve the weight of my grief
i cannot relieve the weight of his and so we live
inhaling grief exhaling grief

lara silva, ire’ne. “they lie when they say grief lightens with time.” furia. Mouthfeel Press, 2010, p. 42-43.