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Monthly Archives: March 2023
Kelly-green tie
After he died, we stayed with his body, in their bedroom, in the house they have been in for 50 years. For hours. In and out. Crying, laughing. Staying busy, being idle. He had on a favorite grey Notre Dame … Continue reading
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Sing aloud my grief
How many things do I bury without even a song, rather, instead, moving forward, moving away, moving on, moving? A glimmer of hope, passed. A bubble-gum-pink camellia blossom, overflowing onto itself, taken down to the ground by the weight of … Continue reading
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Nom nom
“Mmmmmmmmmmm nom nom” is the sound she makes, intonating up and down, crescendoing as she exhales. She perches in her orange high chair at mealtime. Her hands are stretched towards the ceiling, twisting at the wrist in circles and her … Continue reading
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