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Dear FA,

In today’s session you said, “I feel broken,”

And I wonder which part of you broken.

Is it your back? Do you feel like you can’t keep it upright another day?

You feel like no one is reaching out to pull you from under these waves of grief. Is it your arm?

Is it your ribs? Because your heart could not hold any more longing for your father?

You are un-becoming, not your usual self. Is it your face?

Or perhaps it’s your toes? Your kids can see you walking, but they have no idea of the hurt tied inside.