boston
April 16, 2013
this is my fourth attempt at writing about this
because i saw an image that completely traumatized me,
that made me feel
and react
in ways
i no longer do.
my brain has learned how to protect me.
at least ninety nine percent of the time
i feel nothing, really.
this time,
i just couldn’t handle
this one image
of a man
who is now half a man
if he survives/d.
and all i know now is
i am deeply grateful to have a mom to call crying,
for the joy of friends watching drag queens on television,
for a best friend who talks to me for hours about her life,
for mo,
snoring,
oblivious
to anything
but finding the perfect spot in bed.
Bitches Get Stitches 
April 16, 2013 at 8:49 am
No words.
April 16, 2013 at 1:17 pm
Hugs to you.
April 16, 2013 at 9:34 pm
And more hugs. Pass some along to your mom, your friends, and Mo to show your gratitude that they’re in your life. I know exactly the kind of reaction you’re having. That you’re having it shows you have a big, kind, caring heart.
April 25, 2013 at 8:09 pm
I think I know which photo you’re talking about, I wish I could unsee it too, I think about him regularly. I was really trying to block it out too but I think I realized that that is a fear response. The whole is just mind boggling and horrible, tragedy on so many fronts. Glad you’re finding comfort in those small moments which are everything.