death is a place

. If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant. –Jane Kenyon taking down the tree . thegreatwidew...

. I chose the book haphazard from the shelf, but with Nabokov’s first sentence I knew it wasn’t the thing to read to a dying m...

. I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawle...

. I took the last dusty piece of china out of the barrel. It was your gravy boat, with a hard, brown drop of gravy still on t...