Felones de Se: Poems about Suicide by LindaAnn LoSchiavo
“boats glide over swells dusk darkening the Hudson River waves rolling off their backs late autumn chill gathering power approaching day of the dead”
“boats glide over swells dusk darkening the Hudson River waves rolling off their backs late autumn chill gathering power approaching day of the dead”
"Mother who rocked me in arms, as I slept, whose body vessel brought me this shore."
Silence How can I define a loss that goes too deep for words to reach? How can I describe a loss that has taken each one I love so much…