This grief has kept my brother and our childhood on my mind since January 4. All the “this reminds me of” or “Michael and I” are always on the tip of my tongue. I feel like I need to hold back, so my family and friends don’t get “griefed out.”
Griefed Out
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A life-long multidisciplinary artist living and working in the Greater Phoenix area. View more posts
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