Dearest Mommy

I would like to spend a day,sitting beside you on your bed.We can watch TV or just sleeptogether. We don’t need to speakor even touch. All I needis some time to bewith you, here and now.I’ll tell you about howthere was a boy and nowthere’s a girl I fell in lovewith. She’s tiny and beautifuland someone I know youalready love…

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A Fantasy

One of my favorite poems by Louise Glück. I miss writing. I’ll tell you something: every daypeople are dying. And that’s just the beginning.Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,trying to decide about this new life. Then they’re in the cemetery, some of themfor the first time. They’re frightened of crying,sometimes…

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