Loss
I printed you on paper so someone could find us and know who we were,
In passions felt and seen, rebelled and held onto as scraps in a box.
Against our wars
Tactile tenderness of a page in a hand,
Held on to who we were with words.
JJ
day nineteen
February 19, 2018
FebulousFebruary 2025: Lost and Found 
Comments on: "day nineteen" (2)
So lovely JJ.
Having read this I thought it was really informative.
I appreciate you finding the time and energy to put this content together.
I once again find myself personally spending a lot of time both reading and leaving comments.
But so what, it was still worth it!