losing you, my hero

losing you, my hero

is like the most painful part

of growing up all over again

naked, wrapped in a wool blanket

i weep at your broken pedestal

like the day I realized my parents

were just people

and i would have to find a way

to live differently


and all the beautiful rugs I wove

to walk on

are unraveling


I bow to everything you’ve taught me


we’re made of different fiber you and I

your truth is not wrong

it’s just not mine.