Currently translating my life into poetry…


Grief is
a form of madness

it is to see a person
who is no longer there

it is to touch a memory
and find it past

it is to pick up your phone to make a call
to find it rung out before you dialled.

© Iz Mazano
Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

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