What a remarkable and arresting collection of words. I'm going to have to print this one out and read it a few more times. Thank you for posting it, Switter.
No more “Here, Kitty Kitty!” The world will know I exist! I will make myself seen and heard! I love the way you spill out your soul!! Thank you, Switter… I will embrace your words in this, the year I am 75. 🤩
What a moving piece, Switter. Thank you for sharing it. I am sending it out to three people who are on the cusp of exiting this plane of existence. I found this line especially relevant
O.M.G. Switter. I'm copying this to reread it whenever I'm pissed off about whatever's pissing me off. What a gem. Thank you Switter and Matt Moberg for this manifesto.
Geesh! Both chills and tears here.
"Imagine yourself
as a photograph on a mantle,
a smile trapped behind glass,
a rumor still wearing your shoes,
a sweatshirt folded in the back of a drawer
because grief has no idea
what to do with its hands
except hold on
to the shape you used to make in cotton."
What a remarkable and arresting collection of words. I'm going to have to print this one out and read it a few more times. Thank you for posting it, Switter.
It does what art is supposed to do: it shakes us back to living again.
Also, remember what I said about how I like to make the girls cry. Maybe I should repost an old thing I wrote about Georgie, Porgie, Pudding and Pie.
No more “Here, Kitty Kitty!” The world will know I exist! I will make myself seen and heard! I love the way you spill out your soul!! Thank you, Switter… I will embrace your words in this, the year I am 75. 🤩
Bless you!
I need to readjust ny sail; thanks Switter and Matt.
Absolutely powerful words
Absolutely on the nose. What a gift.
As someone in the throes of grief, thank you especially for this -
“Grief has no idea what to do with its hands except hold on.”
Poignant and true.
It’s why we write from the heart, isn’t it, so that we aren’t alone in our grief.
I need to readjust ny sail; thanks Switter and Matt.
Wow. Words like these could never not be the right ones to read, any time. Well done, Matt, and thank you for sharing this, Switter.
What a moving piece, Switter. Thank you for sharing it. I am sending it out to three people who are on the cusp of exiting this plane of existence. I found this line especially relevant
"because grief has no idea
what to do with its hands
except hold on.."
O.M.G. Switter. I'm copying this to reread it whenever I'm pissed off about whatever's pissing me off. What a gem. Thank you Switter and Matt Moberg for this manifesto.