Recognition of mothers aborting beyond their will establishes a link between women who have experienced carrying life across time and space. The history of the collective female body becomes clear, and its well of empathy, loyalty, connectedness and emotional resonance becomes available.
I think often how Life got the seasons all wrong. Brent and I were supposed to bury Mom and Dad. Not the other way around.
And yes, I am addicted to dying The everyday mundane and insignificant ways to die The dying that realizes death as part of life "Our ways of dying are our ways of living" I find myself deliberately leaving traces of me everywhere
Father Gary stood under his umbrella, reading scriptures from the Bible as everyone continued to cry a sad cry. Greg was only 28 years old when he overdosed. He had just been released from doing a three-month vacation in the county when he died in the bed of a girl who was merely a stranger to ...