The Moya View

Tag: poetic mourning

  • J’s Sky

    J’s Sky

    “J’s Sky” emerged from the final moments I shared with someone I loved deeply. I wrote it in the hush that followed her passing, where grief had no metaphor—only gesture. The poem resists sentimentality and instead ritualizes consequence through pared-down language and elemental imagery. The sky becomes a container for ash, not answers. I wanted…

  • My Ghost Catalog

    My Ghost Catalog

    My Ghost Catalog There are ghosts that haunt me—that will not let me see them,only feel their essence.The ones that prod my skinwith maternal hands,announce themselves to my senseswith the scent of mangoes,pan de aqua,the chanting of forgotten lullabies,the tingling of milkdropped onto my tongue—all the light heavinessof memory.They curl beside me in sleep,cribbing me…

  • The Eulogy I Couldn’t Give

    The Eulogy I Couldn’t Give

    The eulogy I couldn’t give to my mother at her funeral I gave to my father at his celebration of life.It was a sentimental piece I shaped more for comfort than truth,imagining him— the first ghost to cross the thresholdof the house I bought in a new subdivisionstill raw with fresh pavement and silence—where I…