but when the grief-stricken eat then it’s like the most religious bliss
they become the most beautiful people that way
when they refuse to starve themselves
though wanting to
they wager that the world
will allow them to drop
into the barrenness inside them
which glows when the nutrients surge & refresh it
they become an angel when I watch them eat a meal
drink a glass of lemonade & entertain
a smile across a distance of ruined belief.
The grieving are the most beautiful people in the world when they eat.
(Dana Ward, from ‘Quiet Thoughts’, The Crisis of Infinite Worlds, pp. 102-103)
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