Autumn Sun_Splintered Like Firewood_The B-Side_The Sleep
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Autumn Sun
There is beautiful graveyard in my future. I will stand on an autumn carpet of leaves before a grave of someone I do not know. Someone from my past no doubt. There will be a notification on my phone. ‘Bring flowers to Ellie’ I will be holding a bouquet of daisies and I will wonder if she liked them. I will look at her grave and realize from the dates etched in stone that she was only eleven when she died. And my heart will break. I will wonder many times in my next thirteen years of life how many loved ones I have forgotten. And even as I die of cancer in St. Joseph’s hospital in Minnesota, I ...
Splintered Like Firewood
The arguing started early that day. As we ate our dinner—baked chicken with rosemary seasoning, homemwww.onedoor.ccade mashed potatoes, and fried green beans—our forks hit the plates with a sense of urgency. It was the first time in weeks that Mom had cooked a meal from scratch. Or even partially from scratch. My sister and I were getting used to the week-old McDonald's. We had been so desperately hungry that I suppose we forgot to use our manners.The silverware clanged noisily against the china, food falling out of our mouths from too much excitement, when my dad slammed a fist on the table. My sister and ...
The B-Side
TAPE 1If you’re listening now, happy anniversary, my darling!I just discovered this in his room. He’s sleeping now, as I speak.I love you more and more each day.He apparently thinks that cassette tapes are romantic.Hopefully, this comes as a surprise!Regardless, this behaviour is highly unprecedented.I wanted to do something special.I should probably report it. There’s protocol, after all.A symbol of my undying affection for you.They would want to know of any side effects such as these.So I recorded my memories of our relationship milestones.On the other hand, there is nothing left of me--the ...
The Sleep
I was going to die. That's what she told me, anyway. She said she knew this the moment I was born. Today was my last day. As I sat there eating, I contemplated my short life. Could it really be possible that my life could be over so soon? It really wasn’t fair. I thought about how beautiful the world was. The green grass, for example. I love to watch the dew drops sparkling on it in the mornings, and see it part as critters move through it, going about their lives. I wish I could just go about my life. I gazed up at the sky. The soft, fluffy clouds crossed the stunning blue. The world was just...