A collection of poems born of the death of a baby
by Elizabeth Monaghan @buffence TFMR mama to forest
Grief is…
March 5th
the day of my 21 week ultrasound, the day we learned Forest was Forest - ...learning to live with pain so great you want to leave your body. You buckle from it frequently, and gradually grow stronger to bear its weight.
March 23rd/24th
Forest died on a Tuesday and was born on Wednesday - ...loving so deeply that you become lost in the chasm of it.
April 8th
New Moon, Indigo Footprint, we got tattoos - ...remembrance
April 23rd/24th
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