Tag: loss

Twenty-Five

The bees did not buzz at your funeral But the sun sounded like static or socks rubbing against carpet My black shoe traced a Star of David in the crackling grass like the one on your coffin and my body…

Eating My Pain Away

— Melanie Barry — A Philosophical Short Story of Foodism and the Fat Biatch  Yea, so I’m a fat biatch. And yes, that’s “biatch” with an “a.” It’s become my signature spelling and allows me to refer to people (women,…

Sometimes I Cry Into My Coffee

See, grief is stealthy. That’s what no one tells you.  The first time you suffer a real loss—a deep, significant loss—you really have no idea what it is going to do to you. I was 25 years old when one…

George & Gracie

— Jason Imber — When he first saw her, she looked smaller than she ever had looked before. Her body was quiet and motionless, her face without expression. Her breathing was shallow but regular. “We had to sedate her to…

Anger

It was a simple exercise. Take a raw egg, write down the name of who or what you are angry at, and chuck said egg against a tree. An exercise designed to help release your anger in a (safe) physical…

Ode to My ID

I hope your night was fabulous. I hope your night was grand. Cause you left my pocket. Now I don’t know who I am. —Jessica Coons