drag yourself home.
ignore the weight in your chest, the soft,
slow suffocation of growing grief.
turn on the tv. the radio. put speakers in every
room of the house. pretend sound is life. pretend the voices
are real. make yourself dinner. or pour another bowl of
cereal. no one's watching. shuck
the day from your shoulders. scrub
it from your face. fog the mirror
on purpose. exhaust yourself so sleep comes. know
nothing can make this easier. there is no way to do this wrong.
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