Death
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Memories Like Shooting Stars
A few days ago, I heard from my old friend, Jake. We last talked when we were high schoolers, probably in 1977, in the school cafeteria. We were part of a lunch bunch then, known among our classmates as The Family. Now, after all these years, Jake contacted me online. That made me smile. Texting with Continue reading
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Dream or Visitation? One Dreamer’s Musings
In my dream, my father sits in his rocking chair on the screened-in porch at the house where we lived long ago when I was a child. My mind casts the scene in sepia–a time and place from my childhood recreated in yellowed tones, shades of brown deepening to gray. A scene composed of memories Continue reading
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Who Would I Encounter in a Psychomanteum?
I sit on a low chair in a small, dimly lit room. A candle burns behind me. In front of me stands a long rectangular mirror. I am seated at an angle to the mirror so that I don’t see my own image. As I’ve been instructed to do, I think about family members who Continue reading
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