Photo by TJ Parker

It softens want
into nothing mean
and lack is not
so dark anymore.
Things can be
a little dim,
less than ideal
and still amaze,
as when there’s been
enough grief
and you aren’t any longer
bowing to it.
One day,
the pain having stopped,
isn’t a moment.
It isn’t brief.
It keeps going.

~Lia Purpura