Breath no more
I find myself exploring grief, loss, and the profound emptiness left behind when a loved one dies. In my case, my loved one is my late husband, Michael.
Through fragmented imagery and sparse, evocative language, I tried to capture the disorienting experience of mourning—where memory and absence intertwine, and where the world becomes simultaneously too l…
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