One night years ago, the long table filled with the remnants of dessert and wine glasses filled to varying heights, a group of us... Read More
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… on pre-grief, posthumously
I’ve found myself thinking a lot about Granny and Grampa (a.k.a., the Old Yankee Man) lately. Anniversaries often bring such thoughts to the forefront,... Read More
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… on being silly putty
I Want to be Silly Putty Old photographs, From an old box Tucked into the loft Of an old barn How long since I’ve... Read More
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… on the who outside the bathroom door
Late this morning, I was in the bathroom with, I’m ashamed to say, my phone, when I saw the screen light up with a... Read More
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… on life marching
The truck is all packed. The last load of his clothes – mostly of which he brought down from his bedroom floor (yesterday) –... Read More
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… on a movie with granny
The other morning woke me up early, lured me outside, and easily convinced me it was worth it. I stepped out of bed and... Read More
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… on the sun rising again
*** This morning, I was listening to the radio. It was one of the satellite radio vintage rock stations, and I’d just finished listening to... Read More
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… on what is handed down
When Mom died And those who loved her Went back to their everydays When the dishes were washed And put away in the same... Read More
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… on a letter to the first owner of my second-hand dog
Dear Sir, Firstly, I’m so sorry for the anonymous nature of this salutation. It’s just that I don’t know your name. My name is... Read More
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… on a newly minted princess
Six years. Six years without a soul dog. Without a dog velcro’d to my side. I’d only looked seriously at one dog in all... Read More
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… on grief, the invitation
I opened the front door slowly After knockings barely heard No one stood there on the porch No one said a word My gaze... Read More
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… on the temporary puppy
He was… Yeah. Was. Marshal Dillon Dingle was supposed to be a temporary puppy. We were supposed to take him in for a night,... Read More