We survive by surviving.
We do it unconsciously,
the way our bodies remember to breathe even when we're asleep.
The first step is always deciding to take the first step.
The second step is miserable
and we usually trip down the stairs,
then wait months before climbing back
and starting again.
What I'm trying to say is, be patient.
What I'm trying to say is, I don't have the answers.
My bones tell me to sing when I'm lonely, so I do.

...

There will be months that try to swallow
you whole, with fangs that pierce your chest like a bullet.
Look for the exit wound.
Look for the Hallelujah chorus at the other end of your skin.
It has come and gone and now everything is a symphony.