Stitched Poetry for “the hurting time”

“Do you know that there’s a halfway world between each ending and each new beginning? It’s called the hurting time… It’s a bog; it’s where your dreams and worries and forgotten plans gather. Your steps are heavier during that time. Don’t underestimate the transition... [and if you can, create something]” — Nina George [and me]

 Isolation doesn’t have to be lonely,

ink your feels

with me.

 do remember the dead,

but don’t forget to be

grateful for the living

If you love all

of me (heart, brain, mouth),

we will blossom together.

for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #17: Growing Safety)