Tag Archives: grief

The Last Time We Spoke

The last time we spoke, I had in mind a vision of Pound’s Metro. You said it was a metaphor for death, whereas I could not, could never see it, as anything other than the bittersweet beauty of life. Flashes … Continue reading

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DeathWatch No. 4 – To Deal With The Screams

This is Issue #4 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. Click on that link and go to DeathWatch, then look for #0 – A Beginning, or look for the # you remember most recently, and catch up! PREVIOUS * * * … Continue reading

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The Stings Our Hearts Get

You might have been my first, leaving me humiliated, wondering what I’d done wrong, how I could’ve been better for you. I realized later, when I heard she ate sticks of butter and cut herself for attention, that sometimes the … Continue reading

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The Spaces Of Me

There are times I think about singing to you, calling you up from miles away and singing to you all the songs that used to be ours, but aren’t anymore. I wonder if you gave them away like I had … Continue reading

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Bring Her Back

The church sat in the middle of Nothington, just away from the crossroads, over the arch of the Blue Bridge. Its white spire stood stark against the Belt of Venus, while the hills surrounding the valley held up the sky … Continue reading

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