Long Felt Loss, not Forgotten

Scars remain as witness to what wisdom was gained

Anne Chisom
Nov 4 · 1 min read

I held the anger as long as I could.
I pushed my memories of you away
So I didn’t live in the pain, so I could face
Those first wretched unbelieving days.

Anne Chisom

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Writing on whatever strikes my mood, from politics to humor (or a combination of the two), to spirituality, or whatever else shows up. Retired, not in retreat.

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