This Work

It feels awkward to type with grief sitting on my shoulders.

The ghosts sidle in, mutter Write a line for me.

Half – paralyzed when someone asks what’s up? Why

have things been hard? what’s going on u good or ??

Not really? idk

how to say it without second-

third- fourth- hand vicarious traumatization

So I say just part of this work. Which maybe is true.

Maybe everyone else is all burned out too.

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