• Alex J Brown


Sometimes pain just needs to be released

and there are no words for it, she whispered.

As if I’d finally received the permission I needed,

tears poured mournfully from


to nose

to lips

to floor.

When it finally stopped,

I looked up with

a sore heart

and slumped shoulders.

Hold your head high, she spoke sternly,

There is immeasurable Dignity in this.

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