I want to be optimistic about starting a new year, putting away the global pain from the last one. But the truth is, this year will bring its own heartbreak. My longing is that we can be together for these moments. We can hold each other and feel the warmth from another body in the silence. We can be present and tender in the last breaths. We can show love without worry that we are undoing each other.
I lay my body on the altar of touch.