Sometimes I
see you,
standing there.
But mostly,
you are standing there,
and I don’t see you at all.
Sometimes I
see you,
standing there.
But mostly,
you are standing there,
and I don’t see you at all.
Some days, I surprise myself with my own wisdom. Other days, with my own stupidity.
Death isn’t done in slices. Dying either happens, or it doesn’t. Writing about the subject is another matter entirely. Slices abound. So does taking a