But you... you pressed your thumb into me as if testing for weakness, never realizing that you bruised me each time with your paradox, with the heaviness of your unresolved self. #poetry
The Invisible Goodbye
Tag: vennie kocsis writer
A Road-Trip To Somewhere No One Has Ever Been
Losing my brother crippled me. I laid my body beside his and sang to him about the goddesses as he passed away. I felt like a piece of me shattered with that loss.
Vennie Kocsis 