Tag: Death and Dying

  • Lying

    Lying

    Certain people are liars, and certain people are not. For example, every time I try to lie I start to laugh. This has been a serious disability in my life. Even when I was a child, I did try to lie to protect people around me but then I realized because of the laughter I…

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  • Save or Toss

    Save or Toss

    Lucinda Watson We save what we can now because there’s so little space left. It seems like there used to be so much space in the past. Now I can hardly breathe. Yesterday I noticed San Francisco had slipped partially into the bay. I was out for a walk, and I looked over the cliff…

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  • I Can See the Ending

    I Can See the Ending

    I keep trying to put my finger down on the earth and stop it from spinning. Stop it from going forward. I do this all the time even when nothing particularly wonderful is happening. I do it because I can see the ending and I know that sometimes I read the ending of a book…

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  • Despair

    Despair

    The most accurate word to describe the times we are living in is despair. There are those people who can continue without noticing the darkness inside of them. Even they are stumbling. The children are feeling despair. Very little for them to do about it. Days come and go. Rain falls. I notice the children’s…

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  • Winter Garden

    Winter Garden

    Winter garden Not breathing.

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  • Two Chaise Lounges

    Two Chaise Lounges

    Under the umbrella by the pool are two quilted chaise lounges, like the rollers in factories used  to move small items to the next station. If you run your hand over them you will feel symmetry of each roll until you don’t. Their slope is inviting as one can see it’s the shape of a body unconscious waiting to be lifted upward by a parent or a lover.…

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  • I let you haunt me

    I let you haunt me

    In the beginning I was the one with the power. Or at least I thought I was. I had such faith in the power of the sashay of my hips that I never minded walking away. I never even had to turn around to know that you were panting after me. I could hear your…

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  • Life

    Life

    “No life guard on duty” Why not? If there were ever a time to have someone guarding your life, it’s now.

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  • My Mother gets Religeon or…

    My Mother gets Religeon or...

    When my mother was dying she began to wonder about religion. My Mom had a great way of putting things. Once, when we went to Walmart for picture hangers, she told me I was too competent and that was why there was no man in my life. I found this hysterical but also probably accurate.…

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  • Oh Russia

    Oh Russia     Russia… I hear symphonies and underlying notes of soulful loss and pieces of Dostoyevsky and still she lumbers forward with Tchaikovsky attending to the beat and refuses to look far ahead at the leader who is stomping angrily in the snow looking for the borderline knowing this earth belongs to him…

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