Optics
Grief is like
shaded sunglasses
filtering the yellow sun
cinema glasses
animating pictures
in suspended reality
colorful kaleidoscope
warping tomorrow, in infinitely
shattered variety
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or a set of binoculars
magnifying things unseen
and like seeing our reflections
in a bubbling cauldron
where we gradually see ourselves
fading away and dissolving;
grief is like tasting first love,
you will never know its exact flavor
until you taste it.
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Published in the 4th issue of Novice Magazine (2022).








