May has almost slipped away
and i stay mute
the stillness of my fingers alarms me
like the quietness means forgetting
ive just been overwhelmed and overworked
but in this bleeding hustle of day to day
she has not been overlooked
always there are moments of wondering
it’s just that my pen has not been asking the questions lately
lately they’ve all just been asked and kept
in the gentle, warm corners of my heart
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn 