The Cry
Leah Hokanson
I have wondered about the cry
that could end all cries
I wonder if it’s possible
to cry so deeply, and just enough
I imagine us holding one another
and staying until the end
the end of this epic cry
Days, weeks, months
it would last – the necessity of it
this cry that could last for years
And we would stay with it
There would be no need to get along
or get over, or get over it
we would hold each tear’s testimony
to what got lost, what couldn’t stay
We would find our way to the end
decades, perhaps, or a century
long enough
and no longer
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