My hair dryer is a fire hazard. I find the smallest tool; try to clean out the lint. There is no cleaning out the lint. The small things weave into me, how if I can edge out the small dust particles until the holes are clear, this hand-held miracle will be restored to full power. […]
Category: Death
Julio
Julio By Nancy Schatz Alton I am pressing the blankets of our days into the box of dirt. I am watching you shovel the dirt onto the Cash & Carry box. What did I carry into the house with this box? Olive oil, ground coffee, baggies, 2000 baggies. You carry the box out with precious […]
Connection Saves Us
I didn’t think I’d be so tired today. I forgot how much space holding grief takes up in a body. Maybe that sounds like language that’s too something, but yesterday my dog Julio died on my watch. Roughly a few hours after Chris and I decided to put him to sleep later that day, I […]
Julio + Tangent
Every day brings something new. Today my older dog is not feeling so hot. He’s at the tip of my thoughts even as I’m trying to let my thoughts be. There is no getting around growing old. There is no protecting myself or my family from loss. There is only now: Julio tucked in a […]