Tag Archives: loss

grief and high delight…

I was eating wedding cake while terrible things were happening. Worlds were crumbling and I was swirling icing around in my mouth, taking pleasure in the things I had been keeping from myself. I always think my body should react to the universe in times like these. I should have dropped my fork and looked […]

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oh sailor (part 2)

You’ve gone missing. You’d think in days where everything is electric there would always be some way to contact someone. But that’s not the case for you. You’re still a mystery. A phone number that works half the time. But came with a cautionary warning about who might pick up. You told me about the […]

oh sailor…

the potential start of something… We had these blonde wigs. I even don’t know how it all started. I think we wanted to be someone else for a day. We’d put them on and stroke our hair. I marveled at what a good blonde I’d make. You’d laugh at the fact that you were already […]

the spill…

You let me go. It was kind of like when a glass just slips from your hands. But I didn’t slip. You let me go. And I fell. Most people are in it for the destruction. They turn back so they can catch a glimpse of the crash. The glass breaking. The spill. But you […]

a photograph on the table…

“I know why we try to keep the dead alive: we try to keep them alive in order to keep them with us. I also know that if we are to live ourselves there comes a point at which we must relinquish the dead, let them go, keep them dead. Let them become a photograph […]