Stories tagged grief

Serial Killer

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Once Mom finally came to terms with the fact that my brother was gay, she became convinced he was a serial killer. “He has all the signs,” she told me as she trimmed my hair. “Signs?” I asked, watching her in the…

Swicks Rule!

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She waves her hand around, says, “Pah!” and starts digging invisible things out of the potato salad with her bare hands.

Carpe Tempus

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Now all I have left is yesterdays.

To the Bear in a Neighbor’s Tree

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In the night, a several-hundred-pound Black Bear scaled our neighbor’s back fence, bounded down the gravel footpath between our houses and, confused by the people and lights, followed his instincts up a large pine tree across the street...

Not Tired

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Three hours isn't that long.

Confessions of a Non-Believer

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Closing my eyes, I try to breathe it all in, absorb the divine presence that is supposed to be here. Faith by osmosis. I guess it doesn’t work that way. God has to be here. Why else would these people be here? Why else would the congregation return w

In the Cemetery Where Al Jolson is Buried

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"Tell me things I won't mind forgetting," she said. "Make it useless stuff or skip it."

The Secret Animal

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Then Richard Devroe tried to wish himself as small as things would be if they were never coming back but nonetheless returned.

(3) Country House

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At one point he’d said: Don’t you have work to do? And she’d said: I’m doing it now.

Pie

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Some folks say your hands can tell the story of your life. Well, my hands cain't talk, but they've made so many pies, I bet they could do it themselves if you cut 'em off and gave 'em the right ingredients, I sure do.

The Only Cow I Would Have Run Away To Paris With

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In my dreams - Bo clusters with whole grain oats, a touch of honey, and I wake up knowing that she was my health, my sanity, and this was the only cow I would have run away to Paris with.

Amo Ergo Sum

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her being half my age and he my husband

Pet Loss

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Recently, I've been swishing my wash and wear shorts and socks, in bug spray mixed with water.

Dream of Burying My Grandmother Who Has No Grave

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We buried her upright, in the stance of warriors.

The Ebsen Reaction

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...the fatal bleeding-out of the love receptors. They call it “Juliet's Tears.”