Becca Books Photo: brains the head I know I’m near. Not so bad as some. Here, I mean. Here ― whatdoyoucallit. Wait, it will come. I wanted to die in my own little head; but after the ― clock? No… stroke! Stroke of midnight, that’s how I got there. Here, I mean, to the Test […]
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The Old Woman Isn’t Home
2 February, 2010 от · No comments
The Old Woman Packs Up
20 January, 2010 от · 2 comments
Becca Books Photo: jurek d. Fifty years here. Then all in one stroke… My turn now. No help but to go. I’m Old Folk. Let me see, let me see. What will I need? What does it mean when you’re even past need? The one single thing I wish I could bring Is the warming […]
The Song of the Helpful Old Woman
13 January, 2010 от · No comments
Becca Books Photo: eXage The poor things! Every one with the cold of the world ‘round her shoulders ― and that’s not to mention the weight of the man, unless it’s the stab of his absence. Some come from ashes, some dust, some clay; but none is numb. I had a scar or two of […]
