Daily Archives: September 21, 2016

GRIEF, a poem

Posted on September 21, 2016 by Mollie Hunt

  It still comes With the surprise of a cut finger Sliced by a sharp knife, Deep and acute;  Or slashed by a dull blade, Ragged and hurting, The memory of loss.  

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