Milestone I wasn’t aiming for

for the first time in weeks
I spoke about her
without crying or even
tearing up
I was aware of grief as a friend
occupying a guest bedroom
and though the creaking floorboards
told me they were moving about,
I was not seeking them out,
I was waiting to talk to them
when they came to the kitchen
to share a meal and an embrace
for the first time in weeks
I spoke about her
without having to shut the door
on a blizzard of emotion
or be buried in three feet
of grief, isolated by a barrier
which risks life and limb
to cross and which risks
insanity if one succumbs
and stops struggling to get out

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