Category: death
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Griga Leaf March 19, 1994 – April 30, 2011 Pure and complete love. Rest in peace, Baby Griga. more ›
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When I began writing this post, my first sentence was, “My grandmother will die within the next twenty-four hours.” In the time it’s taken me to complete this post, I… more ›
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It’s difficult not to feel somewhat overwhelmed with ambivalence regarding Mishima: a gifted writer and a sensitive thinker as well as a fascist and an imperialist trapped by nostalgia for… more ›
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In a year of Thursdays, today remains the greatest Thursday of all. Today is not only World Philosophy Day but also the day on which the Beaujolais nouveau is released. I… more ›
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Erinnerung Und du wartest, erwartest das Eine, das dein Leben unendlich vermehrt; das Mächtige, Ungemeine, das Erwachen der Steine, Tiefen, dir zugekehrt. Es dämmern im Bücherständer die Bände in Gold… more ›
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The first time I had sex after my father died my orgasm was amazing. It was as if my physical joy was supplemented by the knowledge that his body already… more ›
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How does a poet write history? I once began with this question. But after several years of focusing on the first part of my questionable query, I find myself now… more ›
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I saved $50 dollars on my senior ring because I had a friend in the town over who had family who ran a jewelry store. All I had to do… more ›
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When I still lived in Kansas all those years ago, I would wake up in the middle of the night terrified out of my skin because of the witch sitting… more ›