>NEARLY GRIEF

>Nearly grief. Like a tear that presses, burns, but won’t fall. Won’t even roll out, won’t even bud. A useless lack of expression, hiding in there like a taunting bully, too cowardly to emerge. A failed match-strike, a singe of sulfur, a deep dark gash to the senses.

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