19 February

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Some say that grief comes in waves, but that would suggest a rhythm, making it predictable and identifiable as, grief. I feel no rhythm in my grief for the loss of my mother to cancer. While they say that ‘Life goes on’, a basic truth, that does not excuse the consequences of feeling ‘Outside of myself’ and viewing life with an acutely altered perspective. Often I’m here, with everyone, living life to the fullest. Sometimes, however, I am not. Silence, muted sounds and distortion in the bubble of a closed, grieving mind. A cacophony of dissolution and sadness prevails. New Creatives is supported by Arts Council England and BBC Arts By Thom Hobbs