Tag Archives: Grief

Static

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. Static You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying – Pink Floyd, Comfortably Numb – . I wonder, when they… Read more »

Fragmented Lament

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Are you okay? The technician’s voice is an muted echo, drowned and blurred, like the photo of the sea lion on the ceiling as seen through saltwater vision.  My “yes” is… Read more »

Goodbye to Button

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I used to catch her, curled up for a snooze in my centerpiece bowl (Beli is bowling, I would say), as though she hadn’t a care in the world.