Dear Momma

  Dear Momma,   You died. A year ago today I was holding your dead hand. For hours I sat with your body as it blanched, as it grew cold. Your fingers were starting to not look like your fingers. I couldn’t stop crying. They came for you, to take you and I wailed. Because... Continue Reading →

Mary and Elizabeth

Mary and Elizabeth by Kathe Kollwitz (1928)     Mary stopped short of the gate. The servants’s daughter was in the yard, bending over a puddle of water. Beyond her was the goat’s pen and then, in the shade of the doorway she saw her cousin. To Mary, Elizabeth's body looked bigger than before, thicker,... Continue Reading →

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