Stop the clocks.
A family friend died this past weekend. I learned about it on Wednesday morning. Then I went out and bought cat food. It’s an oddity of death; for those of us left behind, life goes on. It seems like it shouldn’t. It seems like the world should pause, acknowledge the passing of the now dead, stay silent for a beat so the grief of those … Continue reading Stop the clocks.
When it’s not a loose crown.
I thought it was a loose crown. It was only put on six months ago, one of four treatments I could finally afford; three implants and a crown on one of the root canal victims. I like my new teeth and my crown. My cheeks no longer look like they’re collapsing. I can chew solid food again and I’ve eliminated the gaps in my smile, … Continue reading When it’s not a loose crown.
Look not to the past, nor to the future.
Some people spend their lives looking ahead, hoping for a better future. Some people live their lives fearing the past. Both states are quite pointless; the now is all we ever have… Continue reading Look not to the past, nor to the future.
I wish I spoke bird.
I wish I spoke bird. Chipmunk or coyote would be cool too, as would deer or bear. Birds hop in the nearby grass as the rain falls, seeking worms. Four-legged beasties climb my trees, venture bravely into my yard, grab pears the size of their bodies and drag them back to their nests. I hear larger creatures rustling in the blackberry bushes filling up the … Continue reading I wish I spoke bird.
From Famine to Feast 