My earth, son (💖), and moon needs me less and less these days. He’s almost 17.He’s been sick — terrible sinus infection. Yesterday, while very feverish, he was talking to me, and I stepped around the corner where he…Apr 27, 2023Apr 27, 2023
Death Is A BalloonDeath struggled to stand up. I could see him from where I was standing, and at first, I thought he was having a seizure. Bones clicked and…Oct 28, 2022Oct 28, 2022
The Dog’s CradleUnder a burning autumn sky, a fugitive and nearly coveted chill finds me on my couch. My dying dog breathes laboriously next to me. I’ve…Oct 18, 2022Oct 18, 2022
