My Mother Was A Reader, And She

There Was A Lot They Didn’t Tell You About Death, She Had Discovered, And One Of The Biggies Was How Long It Took The Ones You Loved Most To Die In Your Heart.

They're Animals, All Right. But Why Are You So Goddam Sure That Makes Us Human Beings?

Some Things Were Better Lost Than Found.

Time Slowed And Reality Bent; On And On The Eggman Went.

Time Apparently Did Nothing But Blunt Grief’s Sharpest Edge So That It Hacked Rather Than Sliced.