I will be able to contain all of myself again I am not just what is left.\n\n<<display "have">>

things will grow again they have to this is not the last season.\n\n<<display "have">>

some days it feels like I am holding everything I am in my hands and the only things I manage to be for everyone are whatever I cannot hold onto; just whatever [[slips]] and falls out.

Some days I have the energy to hate things in a focused way, but most often I find that I just get [[overwhelmed]] and paralyzed.

I wake up in the dark and I go home in the dark and nothing is growing but there is no snow to [[cover]] what is dead.

this is the underground time when all good growth is buried. I have to remember that or I will not make it out.

December 21, 2012

Courtney Stanton

this is the longest dark of the winter it will get lighter soon this is the longest dark of the winter it will get lighter soon this is the [[longest]] dark of the winter it will get lighter soon this is the longest dark of the winter it will get lighter soon this is the longest dark of the winter it [[will]] get lighter soon

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