Grief is hard because I’m not sure who the enemy is. Is death the enemy because it took my loved one or is it life, because it keeps going without him? Is my brother the enemy because he left, or am I the enemy because I’m still here?
Fight
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A life-long multidisciplinary artist living and working in the Greater Phoenix area. View more posts
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