When one of your parents unintentionally buys a single size mattress for a dual size boxspring but it doesn’t really matter because the other parent isn’t there anymore.
I saw it in a dream. It woke me up to take this note.
All about: death
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
William Shakespeare
Poetry
Reading: Mother by L.E. Sissman
L.E. Sissman (1928-1976) was a child prodigy who won the National Spelling Bee. He had a typical American middle class career in a time when that was still possible, but he also had the calling of a poet. He was diagnosed with Hodgkins’ disease in the late sixties, which inspired him to write prolifically: I. …
Poetry
These figures moving in my rhyme,
Who are they? Death and Death’s dog, Time. – N. Scott Momaday
Poetry
