whilst drowning…

* First published on Neuro Logical Literary Magazine

some days,

(whilst

drowning), a life

boat

comes not

in some form of saviour,

but through

the quiet observation of one

who knows me well,

who chooses kind

phrasing over questioning and

cooks the meal so I don’t have to.

reminding me what I’m doing

all this

for

and how

the little voices of

two

angels echoing off my heartstrings is more

than enough to go

another round

and try

again.

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