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Jared Singer, performing at Camp Bar in Saint Paul, MN.
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Sometimes, I am overcome by a sudden, primal fear that something could happen to them, that they could be taken from me, that I will lose them. A fear that makes me jump out of bed, turn on all lights, checking my children's heartbeats as they lie sleeping safe and sound. It is a fear of being left in a pitch black darkness that no light could possibly enter, a vast universe of sadness and despair that can never be crossed. The debilitating certainty I could never be happy again, not even functional, in any capacity any more if this was ever to happen.
And when that fear make me shake and threatens to make me curl up as crying ball on the bathroom floor, I return to this poem. And, like a lifeline, it drags me back into sanity, out of the tar pit that my mind has become, with that flimsy, tiny ray of hope that, I, maybe, could take a shower. That the night might not be endless. That there might be a miracle.
Thank you, Jared Singer.
But it did go hard
hit me like a god damn truck. this is the first time a poetry reading has ever made me cry. thank you for your beautiful words jared.
Apparently he loved me, too. If I believe his miserable excuse of a father.
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