Pen, pencil tether her

Prevent capsizing as

Waves of grief

Crash over her

Swamp her world

Threaten drowning.

Letters alleviate lonesomeness

Create conceptual connection

Lift, incrementally

Crushing isolation.

Poetry provides pressure valve

Prevents head-launching explosion

Primed by volcanic emotion.

Drawing drives away despair

Nature, beauty sketched

Imbues hope in every line

Colors life into the world

She writes, draws her way

Through the deepest dark of night.

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