Grief taught me many things
like how to pass time with just thinking.
I am learning new ways to be, now.
Partially because I want to and also
because I am tired of people asking me
“it has been a little over a year,
(In a tone that has little concern
for the passage of time.)
I let the words rattle around behind
my eye lids, stare at the puzzle pieces
scattered on my kitchen table. A new hobby
I have taken up to make myself interesting, again.