My father’s tumbling, trembling, hollering, whooping, whispering old life bleeds across years, across lifetimes even, and on his second death day, I fold my fingers around the memory of him
I feel and hear hooves on earth reading this Steph ❤️🔥
😭😭😭😭
So glad for the healing. 🩵
in tears.
thank you.
We share this terrible, tender, alive thing 🤟🏻
I feel and hear hooves on earth reading this Steph ❤️🔥
😭😭😭😭
So glad for the healing. 🩵
in tears.
thank you.
We share this terrible, tender, alive thing 🤟🏻