allow yourself to permiss the seed of grief to bloom, to ravish, to decay. let it become monsterous. allow your tears to grieve, to seep into the pores of your memories&wash away the apologies of your politicized body. let your grief be carried through atmospheres, and let each breath circulates memories of [y]our lifetimes. allow for your heart to falter, to stop&be reborn, over and over, not out of survival but to live and to learn to love.