Why is there no term such as “giving death to a child,” for it is the same sentiment. It involves the labor, the fight, the surrender, the same pain as giving birth, only in reverse. Life comes into this world in agony, it leaves with the same. How can we...
It’s 8:06pm. Breathe. You really never know where life is going to take you. I spent a lot of today wishing I could drink myself into unfeeling grief. I wish I could tell you that I go through every day happy and joyful, with positive thoughts running through...
I walked into his small one bedroom apartment, my nose turning just a little bit at the stench: old, used, darkness. Spray bottle in hand and rags at my side, I stared at the newspaper covering the walls around his bed. Drips of dried blood and flem mixed with spots...
