The Vulnerability Accident by Tara Rigg

The Vulnerability Accident

by Tara Rigg

I poured out my heart and it spilled onto the floor.

We stood

looking at it for a while.

Eventually,

I wiped it up with paper towels

as she watched.

Every visit after that

We both remembered the mess

I’d made on the floor.

But she never mentioned it.

She didn’t want to be rude.

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Tara Rigg writes about the complexities, joys, and misunderstandings of grief. She gratefully breathes in the mountain air surrounding her home in Bozeman, Montana where she lives with her husband and three young daughters. Her son, Beau, was stillborn in 2014. Find more at www.TaraRigg.com.