December 18th fell on a Sunday this year. Last year, it had been a Saturday. Last year, it had been the day my brother died. A cardiac arrest claimed his life of just 30 years, it happened in minutes. By the time we got there, he had begun turning cold already, with the multiple shock … Continue reading
I try not to let myself miss you so much these days, I make an effort to stop myself from thinking about you too often. Because I know that once I start, it’s like being sucked into an endless whirlpool which doesn’t ever stop spinning and leaves me disoriented and unable to cope with what’s … Continue reading
Let us take a moment to pause and stare Pause and stare at the fresh grave. At the immeasurable spoonfuls of dirt that will soon fill it to the brim. Let us go Let us embark on a journey of thought, and descend six feet under to pause and stare some more. Pause and stare … Continue reading
Remember, remember The 18th of December. The cries of sisters, The silent tears of the father. Tears streaming, creeping Down into the collar, Soaking sleeves. Endlessly Flowing, never ebbing. He lay on the ground Silent and still. Glassy eyes peeking A final look captured of the world he was departing. The mother falls, hysterical and … Continue reading
I think I was about 10 years old, in grade 5. It was a weekday, and I hadn’t gone to school because I’d been down with a fever the night before. I don’t remember it being cold, so it wasn’t winter. Perhaps Fall or Spring, I’m not sure. I wish I could remember it all. … Continue reading
