I was supposed to go to the beach with my immediate and extended family this week, but instead, I stayed home to recuperate from an ailment and take care of my chronically painful back. It was a quiet week of rest, crafting, taking in the beautiful weather, and watching TV and videos. During that time, my creative well refilled enough to write a new poem. It’s too raw and of the moment to sit waiting for an acceptance from a market, so I’m sharing it here and on my social media.

Content Warning for mentions of death and war

I hope wherever you’re at, you are safe and comfortable and able to rest from whatever the world is flinging at you.

As always, thank you for reading.

A. Cook