you are a master writer so full of passion makes me long to know you ❤️

Raw and unforgettable, this poem is an unfiltered outpouring of a messy, deeply-felt heartbreak.

Grief, love, and memory twist together like the cube itself, and the striking imagery -from the “petrol pirouette” to the painful truth that “yellow bleeding into orange doesn’t always promise a sunset” perfectly captures that internal chaos.

The frustration of the Rubik’s Cube beautifully reflects the struggle to reconcile a beautiful memory with the painful reality of loss and betrayal.

I love it. It’s brilliant and beautifully written.

Looking back aint always easy or advisable .. even under the best circumstances .. But hey, I’ve got a thing about sushi so who cares .. what matters most is I checked in here and was not disappointed .. Nice one T .. N 😎👍

Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

We’ve all got some guilt stuffed somewhere in our suitcase. I’ve got plenty of it on my sleeve. I just cover it up best I can and wear a good jacket those guilt flakes can slide off.

I was caught by the title, I love the word “raw” and one of my poems are titled “raw”. Your title is powerful… and in your short poem You expressed the numbness, the despair, the coldness that lives within boldly. One of the toughest lessons humans must learn, that we are enough as we are.