Tag Archives: dying

Caregiver

In this prose-ish poem, I focus on Katisha, our Abyssinian cat, who actually nursed our old cat, Circe through her last days. Continue reading

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get aways

I have written about this before. Dying is a selfish act. But then, so is living. Continue reading

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sometimes I wonder (revisited)

Sometimes I wonder if she ever existed. —found poem Sometimes I wonder if she ever existed. Only a smile now a gesture copper hair flashing she fades even in dreams phases out of memory the way she did returning to … Continue reading

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