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Emma looks at how suddenly grief can hit you and just how difficult this realisation of loss can be. A poem about
discovering dominoes in her grandparents’ home months after her grandfather’s death, Emma
explores the onset of emotions as quickly as the grief hits her – as quickly as dominoes falling.

Dominoes
settled.
Once more, breath held.
Always the last, mapped out routes to
another round.
That first one tipping,
the next, and more, arranged, again and I —
miss
your breathing patterns.
About Post Author
Emma Arthurs
A student at Glasgow Clyde College, Emma is shifting her interests from Creative Writing to the field of Journalism. Deputy editor of the Clyde Insider newspaper and the head of digital for The Clyde Insider Online, Emma hopes to achieve her HND and then return to the world of work with a strong portfolio and in-depth knowledge of the field. Formerly a Copywriter and Content Writer for a start up web design company, Emma is looking to bring her experiences into her studies as she expands upon her knowledge and abilities and begins to take a more particular path as an Entertainment Writer, working with reviews, interviews and opinion pieces. She hopes to maintain her interest in creative outlets such as poetry and monologues, posting regularly to her blog.