“It’s not the weight you carry
but how you carry it –
books, bricks, grief –
it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it, carry it
–from Mary Oliver, “Heavy”
untold stories swallowed whole
like stones in your belly
can fly when spoken
alight on trusted shoulders
go reside elsewhere
write your untold narratives
scribble pain into delicate beauty
burn those
you are finished reading
ignite just enough heat
vitality is drawn to warmth
© Ali Grimshaw 2021
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