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two died that year /
well, you know . . . . /
baby you can drive my hearse /
it couldn't get much worse
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Part of Life, I heard Dad say for the millionth time.
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She wanted to have an eating disorder, but she liked food too much to stop eating it and hated the taste of vomit mixed with tooth paste.
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Like the willow she stands alone, swaying.
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There is love between a son and mother. And, then there is respect. Recognizing the line is the essence of a good relationship.
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My mother, now a girl again, cares for ex-cons.
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Dear Mom, You told me the connection between a mother and her son is like no other connection. You carried me for nine months. You scheduled visits with the doctor; you thought and discussed and re-thought and re-discussed with dad what my name would be; you…
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She died in a car crash yesterday. She was driving down Hawthorne, past the strip mall with the Benihana’s, when her ’05 Corolla unaccountably careened over the center meridian and into oncoming traffic.
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Wolfman Jack growled his gravel.
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I am a witch, yes, like Yoko Ono, but I am not magic enough to snag an exhibition and a soul mate who takes his mommy anger out on a Rickenbacker.
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Refuse to go to the church service, even though you already missed the funeral. Tell his mother something came up. Call his phone over and over, just to hear his voice, until his mother asks you to stop. Make a recording of his voicemail. Delete it an
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We received the news unexpectedly. The suspicion was true. The nausea and fatigue were caused by the honor of your presence in our lives. We had waited for you for years. We had prayed endlessly for the universe to bless us with your gift; with you as our gift. And…
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This is where he died, she says to me, and points to the damp pavement. Her hair is wet, and slicked against her neck. The humidity is making everything engulf her. The sleep shorts I bought her last July are loose on her now, but between the rain and
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Snug tight, nine months in his Mommy's womb.Patient - a flower waiting to bloom, Our Austin took his first sip of airat St. Peters Hospital, unclothed and bare. Swaddled in the hospital grade wrapand donned in the matching standard cap,he felt…
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But she knew what she would find. She knew it all the moment she felt the sticky fingerprints behind the slat of her old oak slay bed. The fingerprints that would only be left from a person grabbing it from behind their head. The fingerprints that she
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