The Infinite Starr

grief

  • The Day That Stayed

    For everyone else, today is an average, ordinary day. The sun came up without ceremony. Coffee brewed in kitchens where nobody thought twice about pouring a second cup. People complained about traffic, answered emails, forgot passwords, made dinner plans, and hurried through a Wednesday they will probably never remember. Not here. The same day came…

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  • The People v. Death

    Death arrived eleven minutes late to his own trial. The courtroom had been full since dawn. Every pew behind the railing was occupied by someone carrying evidence. A widow held a wedding ring between her thumb and forefinger. A father had brought a baseball glove that had not been used in nine years. An old…

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  • The Weather Changed When You Left

    Tonight at 7:15 p.m. CST someone passed away. They left a single rainbow and sun showers over the Texas Sky.  Home. There was no thunder. No violent sky splitting itself open in grief. Just rain falling through sunlight, as if the heavens had forgotten they were supposed to choose between mourning and celebration. And then…

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  • Almost

    You wake up one morning to let what will happen happen. I suppose you already know that. You always seemed to know things before I did. There is no fighting this morning. No words exchanged with the universe. No desperate attempt to force an answer out of something that has never explained itself particularly well.…

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  • The Mourning Room

    At some point you have all the answers and then those answers disappear quickly leaving an empty space where comfort once lived. Nobody knew exactly why the room was called the Mourning Room. Perhaps because of the black velvet curtains hanging over windows tall enough to belong in a cathedral. Perhaps because of the ancient…

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  • The Woman Who Became a Cemetery

    Some people say the world has become kinder. I don’t know where they’re shopping. Because every time I walk through a grocery store, stand in line at a coffee shop, or watch someone scream at a waitress because the ranch dressing came out after the fries, I find myself wondering… When did people become so…

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  • The Ghost That Learned to Live Without You

    I stood there above your ghost, watching for months as the demons ravaged your body. Alone inside your own head, trying to figure out whether you were listening to the voices or becoming one of them. Tapping on the door three times before you turned the lights out, like a ritual, like superstition was the…

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  • The Clarity After the Climb

    When you finally arrive—here, where you were always meant to be—it feels strange. Not triumphant. Not victorious. But still. Silent. Almost… out of place. You look around, expecting the weight you’ve always carried to still be there. But it’s gone. And the absence is disorienting. You were so used to the heaviness: the invisible burdens,…

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