Browsing the archives for the death tag
Well, Youdopia, I have been hard on Ol’ Doc lately. I haven’t read him, thought of him… I thought I even outgrew him for awhile.
That’s not true, though. I was mad. Mad at him for blowing his brains out. Well, I’m older and perhaps wiser, and I must say that I seem to lack a [...]
I made a friend today. Her name (here in the floating world) is the Butterfly Temptress, and she’s sweet, funny, kind, and ill. She has stage 4 cervical cancer, and it’s travelled through her lymphatic system throughout her body… including her brain stem. Kiki spent some time online with her yesterday, picking out caskets. When [...]
The quill from a buzzard, blood writes the word.
I want to know am I the sky or the bird?
Hells boiling over, and heaven is full.
We’re chained to the world, and we all gotta pull.
(We’re all gonna be just dirt in the ground) – Tom Waits
It’s a wild life. I’m at least halfway through it, and [...]
