Haikus are my coping mechanism

The last secret binge
Now seventeen years ago
One day at a time.

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My father’s daughter:
It was easier to be
When he was around.

Loss’s wake unmoors
I drift in the open sea—
The route is unknown.

I don’t love spiders
Their eyes, legs unnerve me
Still, glad they eat flies.

We, the good people
Of America, need help.
Please stop these guys, World.

Image includes an American flag waving a sunset and words that say: It’s not just one day That grief demands memory Those lost remain loved

#memorialday

God’s song is love, love
We are all in that love song
We are being sung.

When I sat bedside
I thought I was letting go.
Thinking’s not doing.

A wind blows through it—
This strange world without my dad—
Open space, empty.

Amen

I’ve grieved a long time
Dementia takes them slowly
Still it hurts, this end

It’s liminal time
We wait without eagerness
For news we don’t want

Every moment
Wondering when my father
Will breathe his last breath

He’s so strong of heart
His body will not let go
Of the soul it’s housed

It is so so much
Singing to him through the night
It is grief and LOVE

Leaving a body
Strong enough to carry on
Is grueling work

At Papa’s bedside
I honor, a witness to,
Dying as labor

@petebuttigieg.bsky.social How are you staying ready for action? What keeps you from feeling the inertia of despair? Would love some good advice for this. ❤️

I am uneasy
So much to grieve and to resist
I can barely breathe

Imagine that

Only reason

It is ironic.
Trump in bed with communists.
Is that what “great” means?

U.S. suspends hope.
U.S. breaks good will and trust.
If U.S. means Trump.

Is malice or pain
Behind the sad craven wish
That others suffer?

History ain’t kind
To the collaborators.
Beware ye quislings.
#factnotthreat

I only begrudge
Success that a person thinks
Solely his making

When we treat children
With respect, they have respect
For others as well

They’re Cybertruck nuts.
I mean, are there? There must be.
For macho tech bros?

Don’t be alarmist
But do give your attention.
Response, not panic

Fear is infectious
Protect yourself with small joys
In a pandemic

What comes after this?
This tearing down and apart…
What will we rebuild?

Children are testing
What they have been told is true
Through what they mimic

Hope isn’t blind faith.
Hope is continuing on,
Finding joy each day.

“I AM SOMEBODY”—
That’s a great ad, #NFL
Thanks for speaking truth
#superbowl2025ads

Not that I believe REAL MAN is actually as useful aspiration as GOOD HUMAN.