finding gravity

"My dad died earlier this month."

It's surreal to acknowledge that as a fact.

...beyond surreal.

My life, for these past few months, was ordered by my family's life, like a planet in a neat orbit amid some larger system. I had a clear role that I was happy and proud to assume: to help my dad feel more comfortable, and to help my mom take care of things around the house.

But what held that system in place is gone.


........I am suspended


.............................. .without......... the guiding pull


..................... ................ ..of gravity


..... ................. .to orient,


..................................to order.


...................................I float


................until I feel


....that securing force

draw me towards the solid ground

and, grounded, find my home again.