Today I have no words.
Maybe - One word. One legged word. One word that is barely there. Groundless, painful. Full of sorrow. One word that is: Hollow. Defined as an empty space. But feels more like a vacuum. This word is closing in on me. Creeping up my arm, with its interrupting message: I am here, love. And I am yours too. Do not forget me in the clouds. There is an emptiness in you. One can only be full if one is empty. So take me in, love. Take in the sorrow. Fill yourself up with me, love, And we'll both be - Hollow.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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